NYC Superbowl

We’re gearing up for our annual Superbowl affair, this time a quiet little number at our house with only one guest: Grandpa Bill, who turned 73 a few days ago. Despite the low-key aspect (after a big party at a friend’s house last year), we managed to overbuy food and snacks. Don’t know how we’ll get that five-foot Italian sub, bucket of KFC, mozzarella-and-tomato salad, chips, dips, and that Three Muskateers candy bar, not to mention that new ale the liquor store guy down the street sold my wife, don’t know how we’ll get all that done, but we will. Have too. Tomorrow starts the diet.

Anyway, predictions? Who do I want to win?

Well, either this guy:

Or this guy:

I’m not too partial, though I kinda lean toward the first guy.

Prediction: Denver by less than 6. It will be decided by a late fourth quarter drive by Peyton, culminating in a touchdown around the three minute mark. Wilson won’t be able to bring his last-minute drive to fruition.

But it’s only a guess really.