Go Giants :)

[tmcg]

We're a big Giants household here, so today is a day of celebration. Me, I still can't believe we got into the Super Bowl. It's going to take me a couple of days to believe we won. One of the biggest upsets in NFL history, and it was our team! Not to mention that it was a fantastic game. We reserved a table for dinner at our local sports bar and went kitted out in our Giants gear (well, with me kitted out in K's spare Giants gear, since I couldn't turn up my jersey, which given the power of sports paraphernalia voodoo may have been for the best, since IIRC the last time I wore it was for the Giants-Ravens game that it's best not to speak of) and watched with a crowd of enthusiastic fans. It's a pretty wild experience--the massive TV screens, the sensory overload, the voices chanting "DEfense!" in unison, the primal roar of the clapping and pounding hands and feet, the strange temporary community of strangers--and on the way home we had what K called Pavlov's car horn: beep at any corner and a cheer would go up from all the people out on the streets. We could still hear the horns and revelry from the strip when we got back to the house. It was as if all of New York had gotten married.

Yeah, ultimately it's just entertainment and just a game, but there's an awful lot of suckage going around these days, and when glee comes to revel in, I'm reveling in it. Go Giants!!! :) :)

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[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

It can be a scary thing when the household loyalties are divided! We have Issues here when the Mets play the Yankees, and there've been some ugly scenes when we've visited K's Philadelphia-area family during Giants-Eagles games. Sounds like everybody escaped alive from the TV room, at least. *g*

For some reason I just never got hooked on college football, and I couldn't even get exercised about my own school's division rivalries, although I dutifully hissed whenever the Enemy's name was mentioned. (The saddest thing was that Princeton's rivalry was with Yale, but Yale's rivalry was with Harvard. They didn't even hate us back.) But as I understand it, college football makes pro-football fandom look friendly.

The tribalistic microcosm of nationalism disturbs me sometimes, but then I have too much fun rooting to really worry about it, and the floodtides of happy are awfully enjoyable...and hey, if only we could focus all of that feeling into sports (without rioting and wreaking havoc, of course)...