Everyone loves Superbowl Sunday. It's a time for people to gather and cheer for their favorite teams. It's a time for competition, conversation and exhilarating excitement. To be honest with you, I don't watch too much football since my son Jason moved out of the house and lives in Texas. Since I am a freelance writer of paranormal articles and a paranormal investigator, my time is limited in front of a television. Jason an avid sports fan, who now works for a Texas newspaper as a sports journalist does keep me informed about the games. Even though Jason now lives in Texas, I will still participate in watching the Super Bowl.

Well, this is Super Bowl XLIII. Pittsburgh Steelers vs. the Arizona Cardinals.

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As I wait for Chantal Apodaco and Rita Reyes to arrive to my house, I turn on the pre-game interviews. The interview is with Larry Fitzgerald. An interview that is candid, smooth, honest and emotional. He talks about how much he loves his mother that passed away from breast cancer. I was able to relate to his pain and sadness for this loss. He wished he had seen his mother before she passed on. I can't imagine what that would have been like, but I went through something similar. I was there to see my mother before she passed on. I was at her bedside. I told my mother, that I had to take care of some errands and that I would be right back. My mother nodded 'yes'. When I finished my errands and came back to her room, her bed was made and her room was cleaned up. My mother was not in her hospital bed. I thought she was being tested somewhere or perhaps they moved her into another room. I asked the nurse, where my mother was, because her bed was made, as if she never slept on it. The nurse asked if my mother's name was Rosemarie Roberts. I said 'yes'. The nurse tells me that during the time I was doing errands, she had passed away. I couldn't believe it, because I only was gone for a couple of hours! Even though this was very traumatic with me, I was glad that I was there to see her before she passed on. Larry must keep his mother's legacy alive and he proved that tonight as he took a clean shot through the middle of the field holding the football. Larry's mother would have been proud!

Chantal, Rita and I, headed over to Danielle Graham's home. A beautiful home with many people watching the Super Bowl. The cheers, the sighs of disappointment could be heard. Conversations were taking place everywhere. Bellowing laughter became apparent when the commercials played. Chantal, Rita and I, joined Lui Saelee and Malena Harvey as they both saved us seats to watch the game.

I brought over an apple pie and there was tons of food and drinks all around. Hotwings, hotlinks, hotdogs, ribs, macaroni salad, tossed salad, cut-up sausages, fried chicken, sodas, adult beverages, fruit and other assorted goodies. During a Superbowl party, you will never starve.

The party was festive and fun. There was a bonding amongst strangers. Differences were placed to the side, unless you supported the opposite team. Hugs are given showing comradry. Superbowl Sunday is definitely a time for people to come together and show their love. During this moment of time, people are not thinking about the war in Iraq, the economy, global warming and the other negativity's of the world. They have come together to enjoy the company of others. A fulfilling bonding of human support. Super Bowl Sunday is a good day for all humanity. Bruce Springsteen showed that positive force during half time. As I looked around the crowd, everyone was flowing to the music of Springsteen. Yes, everyone has forgotten their every day worries and were enjoying this beautiful day in front of a wide screen TV rooting for their favorite team. Ahhh...yes, we need more positive days like this.

Paul Dale Roberts, Freelance Writer
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