I just saw the final score of the Super Bowl on a news site.  I had been watching the game, but the parental thing kicked in, and bedtime for my kids called.  After that, the urge to watch the rest just wasn’t there, not when I could get near real-time score updates through the local paper.

I had been rooting for the Patriots.  Hey, the idea of completing a perfect season has a real ring to it.  And this wasn’t just some cocky team from New York.  Not that the Giants were cocky, but being from Baltimore, I have a problem rooting for somebody from New York.

I have to give New York their due, though.  The parts of the game I did see were impressive.  I was still rooting for Brady to come through, but it was to come through after the beating that the Giants were giving him.  Nearly every play it looked like he was getting dinged by somebody.

My husband was talking with his mother this evening, who was watching the game live.  I had the game on Tivo-pause, on the theory that I’d go back down and continue (this was early in the whole kid-to-bed process).  She said that the Giants had just scored a touchdown, but that the game wasn’t over.  From watching the scores on the news site, looks like it was a good head-to-head.

There are doubtless sports writers now scrambling to throw away paragraphs of preconceived outcomes of the game.  More power to the Giants for coming through, for showing that they weren’t just showing up.  I still would’ve liked to see the Patriots get the perfect topping for the season, but I guess they’ll just have to take the records they did win, and use the loss as fuel for next year’s run.