The game was on both upstairs and downstairs so that *fans* who might not enjoy the running commentary from my brother could still watch in peace. There were a few pouting men at the end of the game and since it was Christmas and I was playing hostess, I refrained from showing my glee over the Eagles putting TO in his place. I really despise that guy. Truly. Truly. And although I live in the Dallas domain, I was not sorry they lost to Philly.

Enjoy your win.