Holy cow!..As the late Harry Carey would say. Long story short...everyone in the family is a Bears fan. Dad took my brother up to Chicago two weeks ago for the Seattle game on a whim. Dad flew into San Antonio (he's out in LA) and watched the Saints game w/ me and my wife. Halfway throught the game he says, "You know if the Bears win this one, I'm going to have to see what I can do about getting us tickets to the Superbowl." I'm thinking (no freakin way...) that with my dads connections, he will most likely get the tickets, right? But, I'm not one to count my chickens before they hatch. So, he calls me today. The lady he knows from #### says he's got a guaranteed 3 tickets. Dad emailed me my flight itinerary yesterday and it's all set. I can't freaking believe this!!! I have no idea where we are sitting yet, but I'm sure it's probably going to be in the nose bleeds....but hey...who cares???
I'M GOING TO THE SUPERBOWL!!!
