In case you didn't hear, SuperBowl XLI was played in Miami last night between the Indianapolis Colts and the Chicago Bears, under wet and sloppy conditions. It reminded me of that Briana Banks movie I had on before kick-off.
Rex Grossman - You can count on your NFL career being close to an end after last night's embarrassing performance. My daughter's Pee-wee team called, they need a back-up QB for next year and are interested in letting you try out for the job.
Edgerrin James - Don't worry about taking the benjamins from the crappy Arizona Cardinals this past off-season at the cost of your Colt's Superbowl ring. As 78% of all NFL players are divorced, bankrupt or unemployed two years after leaving the game, you will be able to buy that Superbowl ring on Ebay by the end of the year!
Large black back-up singer + white jump suit + rain = recipe for disaster.
What was with the Bears not even trying for the long bombs in the last 2 minutes of the game when they were only down by 2 scores? Lovey's team just rolled over and died before the game was over. Too bad we couldn't say the same about brutal announcer Phil Simms.
Dan Marino - Peyton just gave you back his 'Can't win the big one' T-shirt. I hope it still fits you.
With all of the rain in Miami during the game, it was a shame Prince's electric guitar didn't fry his 4'5" pansy ass. But why did he come out looking like Aunt Jemima?
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