The first thing you must know about the SuperBowl is that most of my family are dedicated Forty Niners fans.

Especially my cousin Jennifer.

She has supported them and cheered for them for as long as I’ve known her.

I affectionately refer to them as “Jennifer’s boys.”

So you can imagine when they were in the SuperBowl, there was only one place I was going to be for the game.

Next to Jennifer.

Of course, as we all know, the Niners didn’t win.

I woke up in the middle of the night so sad that they lost.

But cheers to the Chiefs, they played a good game, even if there were a few sketchy calls.

Here we all are, ready for the SuperBowl:

I am a unique sports fan.

I usually get up and go to the bathroom at key moments in the game because I’m so nervous.

The more tension, the more likely it is you will find me in the bathroom.

Baseball KILLS me.

But for the SuperBowl?

I never left my seat.

Not even when the tides turned and the Niners started to lose.

Why, you ask?

Because I kept hoping for a win.

I really wanted to see a 49er SuperBowl win.

Maybe next year.

Barbara + The 49ers = a great day!

Barbara took me to the 49ers-Bengals football game a few weeks ago for her birthday.  We had AWESOME seats!

IMG_8558I love Barbara for many reasons but the biggest one is that she was gracious enough to not laugh too hard at me when I admitted to her halfway through the game that up until that point I thought all the people wearing orange and black were supporting the Giants baseball team, not the Bengals.


My favorite part of the whole game (which the Niners lost), was when Joe Montana took to the field at halftime with his 1981 teammates carrying the trophy and marched to the endzone, symbolizing his remarkable 92 yard drive in the 1981 NFC Championship game.

It just gave me shivers to see him in person.  I remember watching him as a child on my parents’ bedroom floor.  No one could win a game in the last 30 seconds like he could!

IMG_8561In the end, even though it was a cold day (the rain held off thankfully), and my attempts to get Barbara-the-birthday-girl drunk didn’t pan out the way I wanted them to (she paced herself), AND the Niners lost, it was a great day all in all.

Nothing quite like hanging with my girl at Levi’s stadium, in the cold, watching our team fight on the field.

Go Niners!


Superbowl Sunday


My spirited cousin Jennifer is in Vegas with her mom.  They attended the Pink concert which was, by their accounts, totally amazing. Pink live is the bomb.


Despite being a die hard football fan, Jennifer is not watching the Super Bowl this year.  She’s boycotting it on account of the fact that her boys, the 49ers, aren’t in it.  So unfair.  They were robbed!


In any case, one of the most entertaining things about Jennifer (besides her love of bikinis, nudity and thongs) is her knowledge of football.  She puts everyone else to shame.  Not only does she know player stats and team histories, she actually understands and follows the draft.  Also…. she loses her voice at every Niner games she attends with her dad.

Watching Jennifer talk about football is like watching Stephen Hawking “talk” about the cosmos – you’re not sure you understand everything they’re saying but you can tell they know their shit.

So on account of Jennifer (and my yucky ex boyfriend who is a Seahawks fan) I can say that today I will be supporting the BRONCOS.  Go Broncos…. beat those sea chickens!