The Highly Anticipated and Much Ballyhooed SuperBowl XLI Post

That's right gang, Dave Law attended SuperBowl XLI in Florida. Sorry for the delay in posting but I spent most of the week trying to spend the singles I had leftover from the Miami gentleman's clubs.

Anyway, thanks to Dave Law's SuperBowl sponsors - Lisa Girlfriend, JetBlue Airways and the Buffalo Bills - all accomodations were absolutely first rate. Even our seats for the game were fantastic - 13 rows up from the field at about the 35 yard line. These were the best seats I've ever had for an NFL game and it was the SuperBowl! Too bad the actual football was so mediocre. It had the potential to be a classic, the weather favored the underdog Bears and they should have won (thereby saving Dave Law tons of money pride at bodog.com the 'Meat). Unfortunately, rumor has it that Sexy Rexy was apparently out boozing until 3AM at Rolexx on South Beach and managed to screw the game up pretty good.

Enough of my poorly informed sports analysis. Without further ado, here come the pics (with limited commentary)

Dave and Lisa at the "Official" NFL Pre-Party on Saturday night. This party featured the fresh sounds of New Edition, REO Speedwagon and Blondie (who I think was hooked up to a ventilator). Those groovey medals were our "tickets".

Dave Law at the same NFL party (ergo the medals) with some random fans of TGS who recognized him and demanded a picture. I forget their names, but here's their blog. It offers commentary on the weekend from the perspective of a nutcase woman.

I have to admit that despite the entertainment (which was fun in a campy way) the NFL throws a great party - open bars every 100 feet or so, souvenir tickets, great buffets and fireworks.

Well it's 5 O'clock on a Friday so I'll have to continue this post at a later time... Probably tomorrow while I'm aimlessly waiting for house-hunters to come by my condo (which is for sale by the way). Even if somone shows, they probably won't have the stones to make an offer and even if they make an offer the probably won't qualify for a mortgage. Such is the life of a Real Estate mogul. Hasta Manana (picked that up in Miami).

PART II