Today on the Zabe cast I'm back from Minneapolis thought out and alive.

I'll tell the tales but excuse the Raspy voice.

I'll put the Pro Football Hall of Fame Committee on Blast. I'll give you my two cents on

Justin Timberlake's halftime show. We'll talk TV ratings and then ratat-tat-tat through my new feature.

Ten and Ten! You got, let's call it 30 minutes to kill then buckle up and let's go.

Oh boy. Yep. This is huge Jim Finally Monday feb-5 2018 the Monday after the Super Bowl and I am back back from Minnesota back

from going to the game last night where I did not leave early. I know a great disappointment to many that I the king of the

ale theory would not apply the ale theory on the biggest game of the year. But truth be told, I had nowhere to be.

And it was still kind of early, truth be told.

I think I got back to my hotel room last night.

I didn't say comfortably by 1030 or so.

And I had time, in theory, to knock out this Zabcast last night

in my hotel room, which I had done the last couple of days. But by the time I got home I'm like a little bit

tired my voice is even worse than it is now and I don't know why because at the game

itself I was not yelling I was not cheering I was

there alone and I just sat there in the auxiliary press section and just watch the

game I watch the game live and I absorbed it in its

entirety. Let me get to my experience in the stands as a fan at the Super Bowl. First and foremost I was thankful. Thankful I sat there

and I was sitting to my you know thinking to myself because there's nobody with me I

was like don't take this for granted

this could be the last one you ever go to how many other people get to go to the

fucking Super Bowl as part of their job anybody phler, look at all the free stuff you get.

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