Everyone in The Windy City has a mantra.
They are all saying it at this very moment.
They know it better than their own name.
It is not "so-hum"
It is not "Om Nama Shivaya."
Nosiree.
It goes something like this:
NextYearNextYearNextYearNextYearNextYearNextYearNextYearNextYearNextYearNextYearNextYear
Everyone thinks that if they all say it together, it will work.
And who knows, they could be right.
But we'll have to wait to find out.
Til next year.
from what i understand, the colts deserved the win. how i wished i saw the prince concert in the rain with pouring rain and lightning complete with marching bands. here in tokyo they had no commercials and the japanese went wild during the prince half time show. wish i was there, alas, there is yoga.
ReplyDeleteRex the Hex Grossman is no Jim McMahon, as proven in that stinker of a game last night.
ReplyDeleteAnd Lovie Smith is no Mike Ditka.
You gotta want it to win.
Tired of hearing next year. It's always next year.
Listen Dreyfuss, I can have my dad beat you up. Now stop, you hurt my feelings.
ReplyDeletexoxo
Rex
ps, I have my own tribute web site