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(Alix, hehe, even a cat can do it, eh?)
My favorite season ends this Sunday with the SuperBowl. And even though my home teams, the Saints, Redskins, and Ravens won’t be going, I still love the games up to the last day and have a hard time even turning off Mike and Mike in the morning. No, that’s not a kids show. 
As I write this, I’m watching the ProBowl, saying “till next year” to the best players of 2012. A couple of my favorite metaphors came from watching reruns of the old SuperBowls yesterday. “Man, put some extra sauce on that pigskin,” and while making a goal line stance the commentator said, “Now, they just need to put on their big boy huggies…” Well you get the picture. Now don’t go switching channels yet, there’s a point to all this football talk.
In a season that defined itself by players like Tim Tebow, I found myself appreciating how some of our favorite themes are played out in some of the less conspicuous moments – player struggles, losses, injuries and by some powerful egos. (My daddy who took me to Redskins games when I was growing up, would have been horrified at the depths to which O.J. sunk) Love it, hate it or care less, there’s something for all of us in the most popular sport in the world.
