Yes, I am still gloating about one of my early season predictions coming true. My Steelers are back in the Super Bowl despite the officials’ best efforts to hand over the AFC Championship to Baltimore. I’m excited beyond reason at the chance to witness another championship, but I’m not going to get ahead of myself, not just yet.
True, the Arizona Cardinals are going to play the “disrespect” card to absolutely no end. And Anquan Boldin will scream at you if you don’t. But with Tampa Bay’s entrance to the World Series this year, coupled with the unlikely Arizona Cardinals playing for the Lombardi Trophy means only one thing: the world is going to end.
Now, I know my plan for the end of the world. I would find my friends and family and tell them I love them, then swiftly introduce them to their new best friend, Jack Daniel’s. So, the world is ending, you at least need to have some fun, right? And not the type of fun that would land you in trouble with the pearly gates and animal activist groups alike. No, you need a Super Bowl drinking game! So follow along kids, and I assure you that by the end of the Super Bowl you’ll acknowledge the apocalypse coming, but you won’t care. Continue reading Eat My Sports: The world is ending, might as well drink

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