Well, well.. the Patriots win again. I heard a lot of angry yelling at times from upstairs as the two Patriots fans in the house apparently were at odds with either plays run or offical's calls and were probably biting their nails at the beginning of the third quarter. But in the end they were happy.
I meant to watch the halftime show with Paul McCartney, something I remembered earlier in the week but forgot today. Oh well.
The hoopla surrounding this annual event is something I accept, but after all these years still don't understand.