Yeah, I pretty much nailed the Super Bowl with my prediction. True, I was a smidge off on the final score, but I was in the general neighborhood--now decimated by the bad economy--calling the 4 point margin of victory on the nose.
Still not convinced? Wait--there's more!
Not only did I have the exact point differential, but I also foresaw the Steelers' 4th quarter comeback as well as the Cardinals' failed rally as time wound down. I'm a poet & a prophet as in a Frank Sinatra tune.
Okay, he says "pauper," not "prophet," but both apply to me--& if Frank's crooning about you, baby, you gotsta be doing something right.