Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound. The Super Bowl is over and I am very happy about the outcome....

Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound. The Super Bowl is over and I am very happy about the outcome.

I am a big Manning fan and I hope he takes this opportunity to retire while he is at the top of the mountain. He has nothing else left to prove; he can now go off to being a coach or a TV analyst like Terry Bradshaw.

Anyway, not all went well during the Super Bowl game. I was at a Super Bowl party, sort of, the other couple that was to come got delayed by a grandson who refused to come out on time. Instead of being born Sunday morning, he hung around until after midnight.

So, absent part of the party goers, I decided to leave at half time since I had a good 40-minute drive to get home. Figured I could watch the rest of the game at home and get to bed at a decent hour.

All went well until my timed TV recorder came on and switched channels on me late in the fourth quarter. Yikes! I was not really paying attention to what channel the game was on and the channel I thought it was on was incorrect. No sweat, just punch the Guide button and quickly scan the channels. Only problem with that choice of action was that that game had gone past its scheduled end time, so all the channels showed the regular scheduled TV programs, like the news, Night Court, etc.

Panic sets in as I start to click on each station one at a time to find the right channel. Click… wait… dang! Click… wait… dang! In desperation I pulled up the Internet looking for a live feed; finally, I found one but by then the Broncos had an interception and a touchdown to put away the game.

Normally, they replay the big plays a dozen times but not once did they show those plays. I did find them the next day on the Internet but the air by then had kind of fizzled out of the balloon so to speak. Anyway, football is over and now we can get geared up for March Madness.

“That’s what learning is, after all; not whether we lose the game, but how we lose and how we’ve changed because of it and what we take away from it that we never had before, to apply to other games. Losing, in a curious way, is winning.” – Richard Bach

Husband looking at his watch, “Come on Honey. We are going to be late…again.” “Just a few more minutes.” A voice answers from upstairs. With even more frustration in his voice the husband yells up the steps,” What are you doing?” Again a voice from upstairs,” I just need to finish this jig-saw puzzle. This last piece has me really stumped.”

That is all I have for you today. As always, be good, do good, play safe and remember there is no disgrace in finishing at the top.