Yesterday, I felt it was safe to say that I wasn't going to be watching the Super Bowl.
I never do. So I was pretty sure I would miss it again this year.
It's funny how our words come back to haunt us.
My son figured out how to live stream it on our computer and I sat down and watched part of it with him. I missed all the famous Super Bowl commercials. But that's fine with me. You can see them all the next day on youtube.
My son played a bit of football when he was in high school and I rather enjoyed watching it with him.
Anyway, I believe in being honest. And after knocking the Super Bowl yesterday, I felt I should come clean.
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