Neither team played well and the Refs seemed to all be Pittsburgh fans.
Plus, I barely knew anyone there, it was loud so I couldn't hear the penalties. Fortunately, I know most of the signals. The food was meh and I had to deal with the moronic homonculous that calls itself my "father". Never again. I want to watch the game so I'll do it at home. I could go on for hours about what a terrible time I had, but I'm not going to. I'm going to put it behind me, write a letter to the editor tomorrow after the sportswriter I like posts his article on Salon and try to forget all about it. Everthing except: Never again.