Super Bowl Live Blog

I’m going to be blogging about the Super Bowl tonight. This will be updated as frequently as possible as the game unfolds. I apologize in advance if my posts devolve into incoherence as the night goes on. I’ve got 12 Bud Heavy tallboys, and I’m going to see how many of those I can consume before Madonna performs at halftime. If you have any input (especially drinking game suggestions), srm5082@gmail.com or @scottmuska.

6:05: Purchased 18 tallboys at 7/11. I now know what it feels like to be stunting like my Daddy.

6:25: The awkward moment when Justin Tuck realizes nobody wants to shake his hand.

6:33: Eli looks adequate thus far. Better than Sacha Baron Cohen’s next movie. Pickin’ that defense apart through the air.

6:36: Nevermind.

6:40: My esteemed colleague, Matt, has invented a Super Bowl drinking game.

6:41: Safety. Very non-Brady. He is still beautiful though.

6:42: Hudson just made Elton John her bitch.

6:47: Bradshaw only has an earring in his right year. Where I come from, people will beat you up for that.

6:51: Manning threads the needle to Cruz, and we got a 9-0 Giants lead.

6:52: OH MY GOD IS ZIMA BACK?!

6:57: Just got a text from a friend who alleges Bud Light Platinum is ‘gross.’ Damnit.

6:59: I wonder if the Patriots have more white receivers on their roster than BYU.

7:05: 9-3 after a New England field goal.

7:20: How am I not supposed to purchase my undergarments from H&M now.

7:34: LADIES LOVE GRONK.

7:36: I just got the biggest nerd boner. Real excited about Avengers. Also, I am buying flowers this Valentine’s day.

7:47: 10-9 Pats going into halftime after a Brady to Woodhead TD pass.

7:51: At halftime, I realize I am really not blogging to the best of my abilities. Pretty much every entry has been ~160 or less, so I could just be Tweeting all this. Sorry. I will do better. Maybe. Four pounders in, by the way.

8:05: Madonna is a little bit awkward. But her dancers are bangin’. And LMFAO are excellent as always.

8:13: I think it’s safe to say Madonna peaked a while ago. METTA WORLD PEACE.

8:19: ‘Imported from Detroit’ makes no fucking sense. And you’ve got to wonder if that ad was paid for with government bailout funds.

8:24: BRB my friend Phil and I just got 50 chicken wings.

8:28: Hernandez catches the Brady pass, and we got a 17-9 score. His celebration was confusing.

9:03: Alright, we got 17-15 New England and Brady just threw a deep deep interception. Wings were phenomenal in case you’re wondering. Old Bay Butter flavor. I highly recommend it.

9:06: Got really excited for the Broderick Honda commercial, and was a bit let down Like losing my virginity all over again, except the commercial was longer in duration.

9:23: So MIA did this.

9:25: I’m really excited to know the singer from The Darkness is still alive.

9:28: LADIES LOVE GRONK PART TWO:

9:30: Welker just had a huge drop. Collinsworth just said he will make that catch ’100 times out of 100,’ which is an impressive statement since it had just been disproven five seconds before he said it.

9:33: Mario Manningham is an OG.

9:41: I’m going to mute this if Al Michaels says ‘huge’ like the word doesn’t begin with an H one more time.

9:44: They let Bradshaw in. This is so intense. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone be more upset that they scored a touchdown in my life.

9:53: Game, blouses. Giants win.

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