I settled onto the couch at 8PM sharp to watch the BCS National Championship title game. I watched all 30 minutes of the pre-game, listened to the prognosticators, and got myself primed to see Notre Dame beat Alabama. Despite the fact that Brent Musberger is calling the game, I even convinced myself that I was going to stay up late to watch the whole thing.
Now, with just over 6 minutes to go in the first quarter, I'm already channel surfing over to Bravo so I can catch up with the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Unfortunately, I think Faye Resnick and Brandi Glanville are more evenly matched competitors than the Irish and the Crimson Tide.
There's nothing worse than a championship game mismatch. All that hype. All that buildup. All for naught. This game looks particularly bad. Notre Dame seems totally outclassed. They can't run. They can't tackle. They can't cover anyone. It's kind of like Jay vs. me in Ping Pong. No matter what I try, I lose. And, it's not even close.
In case you're wondering, over on the Real Housewives, Kyle is having a yoga workout. I can completely understand why. She needs to release all that stress from her crazy dinner party the previous night. Of course, she has a personal instructor who comes over to her home to provide a private lesson. He just instructed her to move to "Warrior Two." I love this show.
By the way, it's now 21-0 with over 14 minutes to go in the second quarter. Notre Dame just got stopped on fourth down. Looks like I'll be getting a full night's sleep tonight, after all.
This is where the magic happens.
