"That was a hell of a thing."

That was the most exciting fourth quarter of a Super Bowl that I've ever seen.

I had my regular party going on again this year. I made Buffalo Chicken Dip, James made Cincinnati chili, and we had baked beans, hot dogs, cookies for dessert, and lots of beer. The party turned out to be a couples event, as everyone there had a spouse/boyfriend/girlfriend with them. That was unintentional but a funny touch. We were enjoying the game but not really into it until the 4th quarter. When New England scored to take a 14-10 lead with 3 minutes left, the air went out of the room. I don't think any of us thought the Giants could come back and score a touchdown against that defense. But wow, we were wrong. Eli Manning played out of his mind. I've watched the replay half a dozen times and I still can't figure out how he avoided a sack AND threw the ball to David Tyree, who caught it with his hand and his helmet. And when Manning floated that ball to the corner of the end zone for Plaxico Burress, we went nuts. We were screaming and jumping and calling people and just freaking out. And then we had to wait and see how the Patriots responded. When the game ended, we were all drained and elated. I said "we get a parade on Tuesday!" The Giants' victory parade will go up Broadway from Battery Park to City Hall, and that goes right by my office building, so I'll be there.

I'm still kind of giddy about this game today. It's not my team, and it feels much different from the Steelers' championship two years ago. That game was crappy and didn't have as exciting an ending, and I felt relieved more than anything else when it was over. I'm not a Giants fan but unless you're a Patriots fan it's impossible to watch the way that game ended last night and not root for the Giants to pull out the win. It's that kind of exciting victory that has me in a great mood today. We don't get to watch football again until September, so I'm glad the game went out on such a high note.