Although we had tickets to actual seats, we didn't make our way to them at all. We figured that since we'd be standing for the entire game to avoid getting soggy asses, we just hung out at the standing-room-only section. Here is a picture I snapped from my camera phone:
The players on the field looked like GI Joe-sized, and I had a better view of the game by watching it unfold on the mega-screen at the north end of the stadium. The Patriots played a horrible game despite an excellent start, and totally squandered what could have been an easy win. Even if we hadn't turned the ball over five times, if Randy Moss had caught instead of dropping the passes Cassel threw to him, we might have had a good chance of winning.
We got stuck in some major traffic on the way out of the parking lot. After about two hours we were finally on our way, driving home in the pouring rain. Once we got to Maine, we had to deal with slush and snow, and we almost went off the road about a dozen times before we got home.
As the title of this post reads, I still feel cold. I'm sitting next to the fireplace right now, and the chill is finally starting to go away. I'm taking the rest of today and tomorrow off from things here to work on a couple of projects here at home, but I'll be back on Wednesday.