Super Sunday, Hangover Monday

Wow, another Super Bowl Sunday is upon us here, While it's treated like a national holiday. Yet consumption can be measured by all the beer, As the gallons are poured while they play. No matter the victor, there's a residue of pain, As the long off-season is cause for withdrawl. Even though touchdowns may set records to gain, They're soon forgotten as the sports world is a crawl. Now fans do their best to show interest elsewhere, However basketball and golf just don't fill the void. This is where the withdrawl is thick in the air, Only to desperately begin searching their I-phone or android. We mustn't forget another creation in the wake, When millions of football widows then flood the streets. Looking diligently for another interest they can take, That won't remind them of shoulder pads or cleats. So as the build-up to the game slowly comes to pass, We should mention the epic commercials that are placed. As they attempt to ease the pain from fumbles on the grass, To all those that lost their bets...and have that bad aftertaste.