The beginning of the end for the Super Sunday American Football Show™, it seems, included the Black Eyed Pees [sic] doing the half-time programme, and Chrissy Aaaayyayaayyyyyy slaughtering our National Anthem amongst other things.
[size=8pt]Yeah, it's all downhill from there, I guess. But I wouldn't know myself, as I went to the office during that period and cleaned out my work area. Whilst my Mum's current hubby was getting drunk and shouting obscenities at the telescreen I was re-discovering the top of my desk. Looks like I didn't miss out on too much, based on what I read on the "National TV" board.
Thanks to Super Sunday, I now know where my telephone, stapler and three-hole punch went. Yaaaay!