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6 PEOPLE AT YOUR SUPERBOWL PARTY (THAT YOU HATE) | 10th Year Seniors
It's the best of times, it's the worst of times. It's the end of the beautiful game we love and the final defining game of yet another dramatic NFL season. As of Sunday, probably midnight (providing Katy Perry's labia doesn't fall out of her leather pants by "mistake" causing a delay [editors note: I pray to all of the gods in the sky that this happens, in this HD slow motion camera age, it would be marvelous] ) we will say goodbye to Football and everything that comes with it. On Sunday we will eat, we will drink, we will be loud and some of us will be proud depending on our team affiliations (regardless of how recently we started rooting for them). There are 32 teams in the NFL and only 2 have made it this far which, by my math, equals a whole lot of sad people who need to release that steam, and sometimes hate, enter the Superbowl party. A Superbowl Party is much like the Chinese New Year: we know it doesn't make sense to anyone else but those who actually live for it but hey,