Is this a posting about my sad relationships with men? Sort of.
As anyone may know, I am a huge footbal fan, and I love my home team, the St. Louis Rams. They had a great few seasons a few years back, but I still stand by my men, no matter how much they have broken my heart over the last few seasons.
I found this article online about someone's picks for the top Superbowls of all time. My boys showed up twice.
Maybe I should keep giving them a chance?