Super Bowl XLII

We watched with some friends (none of whom were huge fans of either team) after our church's evening service - starting at the second half. My husband was so anxious he couldn't sit still, and he was occasionally covering his eyes. Here's why he was screaming like a little girl at the end, and hugging everyone in the room:

• He actually roots for the Giants all year long, though he didn't think they could necessarily beat the Patriots machine.
• He almost always roots for the underdog (one recent exception was the World Series, of course).
• He hates the Patriots. He never really liked them before we came up here, and it's sooo much worse now. I don't know why the Pats had that effect and the Sox/Celtics didn't, but he can't stand the Pats.
• There's a guy in one of his classes today who has been giving him a hard time about this game for quite some time now (this guy is a huge Pats fan). Bryan actually called him after the game and joyfully rubbed it in.
  

So, needless to say, he was happy Eli and the boys pulled off the upset. What a great game!