Well, I had a nice 2 hour drive to Milwaukee today for a client visit, and I was able to grieve over the Bear loss, so I'm now ready to give my play by play of the game.

We decided to have a last minute Superbowl party, since Dave didn't want to leave the house in fear he might jinx the Bears, and also because of his 100 inch screen in the basement. Two years ago we went to a party when the Illini made it to the NCAA championship, and they lost, and of course it was Dave's fault because he left the house to watch somewhere else. Anyway, it turned out that everyone already had plans to go to other parties, so just the family came over to watch.

So we all had our jerseys on, the grandparents took pictures with Ben, I was taping the game, and everything was set. We were in the basement all giddy with excitement, knowing that all the naysayers would be wrong once again - the Bears would win the Superbowl.

Billy Joel did the national anthem. I have to admit, I don't remember it at all, I was so jittery. We were annoyed with the 30 commercials that were aired in the first 10 minutes before the actual game (FYI, Jessica Simpson's commercial SUCKED.)

Finally, the kickoff. It was so exhilarating to see all of the flashbulbs going off as the Colts kicked it straight to Devin Hester, the Windy City Flyer. Then, lo and behold, he dodged a couple tackles, found a hole, and off he went, down the field. We were screaming, Dave and his brother were jumping around, we saw Devin going, going going all the way to the goal. TOUCHDOWN! We were going bananas. Dave and his brother were screaming like little girls. My father and father in law were cheering and laughing. My sister and I looked at each other like something amazing happened, which it did. Ben just looked at all of us like we were crazy. We scored a touchdown on the very first play of the game! Devin Hester makes history as the first kickoff touchdown in a Superbowl.

...and then the rest of the game happened.

Yup. That's my play by play. The Colts won. I'm tempted to point fingers as to whose fault it was and you'll hear grumblings all over Chicago about who the blame will lay on. But we got outplayed, as a team. Mistakes were made everywhere and it was a painful game to watch, and it tore my heart out to think of how Rex felt afterwards, how disappointed our defense was and how much they would blame themselves. But if I know Lovie, he'll make this a lesson for all of them, and make them stronger next year. We've got experience now, we've been at the big game and we'll know how to handle the pressure.

So in the words of the Cubs fan in me...

"There's always next year..."

:cries:

Posted by Yano at February 6, 2007 12:06 AM