I was busy doing volunteer work this afternoon, so I didn’t see the Colts in the AFC Championship game. When I was done and left for home around 7pm, I didn’t know if the game had ended or not, or if it had, would I run into post-game traffic. As I got to Illinois and Meridian streets I could see a mass of cars streaming north, so I assumed the game was over. As I watched the cars go by, I tried to determine if the traffic seemed “happy” or not. I figured that would tell me if the Colts had won or not. I didn’t hear any honking or see any waving of arms, so it seemed possible that the Colts had lost.
I merged with the traffic, which wasn’t too bad, although it was raining and these Colts fans had probably been drinking. Everybody was going fast to get home, which I was grateful for. I hate playing obstacle course on city streets, trying to weave around slow moving vehicles. With the rain I couldn’t see the lane stripes very well nor the huge pothole that my right front tire hit. I hope my tire and alignment are okay.
As I got closer to home, I stopped for Chinese carry-out. In the restaurant there was a TV on and I saw what appeared to be a coach from some team talking. I don’t know who our coach is, so I couldn’t tell if he was ours or not. He didn’t look happy. I think his cap had the Jets color, so that’s probably who it was. Eventually I saw on the TV caption that the Colts had won. I guess that’s a good thing.
I’ll probably watch the Super Bowl, or at least the end. Not much reason for watching the first three quarters of a game. I used to watch to see the fancy commercials but then they got so lame, even that wasn’t a good reason to watch. The half-time show almost always sucks, so I don’t care about that. I did Tivo the game the year of the Janet Jackson dress malfunction. And yes, I did hit replay the moment the breast cover came off, thinking that couldn’t be what I though I saw. I don’t think anything is going to top that.
