So I am driving home from lunch and I see a highly decorated car. I wonder with my friends what the commotion is about. As I get closer I realize these are New York Giants fans. Now I can understand their excitement. The funny thing is that I live in the Washington DC area, and the Super Bowl has come and gone. I guess some fans can't get enough of the win over the Patriots.
As I get together with friends and talk about the Super Bowl, one thing is clear. Everyone thought it was a really good game. I guess it was exicting since it was a fight to the finish. After all, isn't that what it is really all about?
