The majority of us Ladies may still be licking our wounds from disappointing playoff losses to either the Giants or Patriots* (not Maggie, obviously) but that doesn’t mean we’re not watching the game! Lady Bee has a yummy treat for you all tomorrow, so we’re getting a head start on our Super Bowl preview. Our thoughts and picks after the jump**.
*Or didn’t even make the playoffs because of losses to both. Hi, my name is Games Mistress and I’m a Jets fan.
** Are they bringing one of these foam pit things when the Super Bowl is in New York? Because I might have to reconsider my no-way-in-hell stance about going out to the Meadowlands that week.
I know I keep harping on my football jinx this year, but miraculous Oklahoma State Fiesta Bowl victory aside, no big game has gone my way — not for my teams, not for the teams of anyone I love. So while my particular rooting interest is leaning Giants (freed from having Brady and Hernandez on my fantasy team, my Pats hate is doubling down in the playoffs), I’m convinced the Patriots are going to win, somewhere in the 35-17 neighborhood. Because the football gods hate me.
Raven: As far as predictions go, I’m rooting for the asteroid. I’m still a tad bitter (really, iroot for 2 teams – ravens and packers, and both lost to the SB teams!) But in all seriousness, I’m going with the G-Men. I think the Pats won’t have an answer for the NY WR corp.
CuteSports: I refuse to pick the Pats. Ever. Also, I always go with the team my team lost to, so you can use the “we lost to the team of destiny” rhetoric. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. So GO GIANTS!
Lady Bee: CuteSports is a kind soul for making peace with the evil team that defeated out beloved defending champions. I, however, am a vindictive sort. As much as it pains me to say this, GO PATS. JUST FREAKING GO. I predict a close, high scoring game: 38-36, Gronk is your MVP and Wes Welker is still hot. Suck it, Eli.
I would have abandoned both teams and just cheered for Madonna, but I can no longer stand her. Too much narcissism, Botox, and faux Britishness (FOR THE LOVE OF DICK TRACY YOU’RE FROM MICHIGAN!) That said, I’m sure she’ll be fun to watch and possibly less train-wreck-ish than Black Eyed Peas.