MIAMI  Hey, folks… it’s me, live at the Super Bowl in South Florida.
A couple of things I should pass along here as I continue with the drudgery of being a football writer:
-Locals here were complaining about the temperatures earlier in the week, but it’s heating up now. In fact, they’re expecting record highs in the 80s on Friday and Saturday.
-The NFL media were invited to a party along South Beach last night and I can tell you it was spectacular. Free booze, free grub. Babes standing on pedestals dancing to live music. It was heaven. (And, my lovely wife, if you read this, oh dear how I miss you.)
And, oh, by the way… the press is being wined and dined again tonight at the Gulfstream race track.
Can’t stay long folks, gotta run. A few of the lads have opted to pound out their stories down by the pool before heading out to the South Seas Hotel to watch Playboy bunnies play some fans in PlayStation 3. Miami Herald columnist Greg Cote handicaps the field: ‘Oddsmakers call the Playmates heaving favourites, because THEY won’t be staring at YOUR cleavage while playing.’
Cheers
{ 2007 01 31 }
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