The Super Bowl has an aroma to it. Delicate as a flower.
I detect traces of that aroma right now - even as we speak.
But I refuse to get ahead of myself. We got the Ravens. We got Ray Lewis. We got a game.
THE PATS looked good yesterday. I look pretty good myself but that's a topic for another day and time.
There is life in this body thanks to THE PATS.
Dig it, baby.
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