Sunday was my first Super Bowl ever, so dad and me decided to let the world know that even though two lousy teams were playing in the big game, our hearts were with another certain team from a certain east side of a certain bay that come February 2010 will be hoisting a certain Lombardi Trophy over their collective heads.
So for the big game, we started out at auntie Erica's apartment in Sunnyvale where mom saw some work friends that she hasn't seen since I was born.
Then we went down the street to where auntie Kathy and uncle Eddie were throwing their own party, and we emt u with grandma and grandpa.
I played my first game of paddy cake with auntie Michelle.
As neither team was wearing silver, I lost interest in the game, and when Cash 4 Gold's commercial came on, I lost interest in the commercials (Yeah, I'm gonna send you an envelope with my gold teeth in it . . . you must be crazy Ed McMahon and Hammer).
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