Colts 27 - Bears 13. You heard it here first.
Also, in the year 2104, a global peril will lead to much agonizing in government. The fortune teller/miraculous prophet game isn't all that hard to play.
With that said its time to settle in for an afternoon of sports. First to watch the born again Raptors take on the Clippers, and then later to watch the one sporting event that men and women everywhere are forced to come together for every year in the name of celebration: competitive ice dancing.
Really, the Superbowl should be a competitive game this year, particularly given the windy and rainy forecast which will likely pull the teams closer together than what I feel their actual talent should predict. As long as the zebras don't go and blow it like last year, it should be a good game. Though I don't particularly care who wins, I think Peyton Manning deserves a ring, especially after finally showing he has what it takes to put the team on his back when it really counts, as he did to the Patriots 2 weeks ago.
The smell of chili is already drifting through the house, and the beer is stocked. No matter the outcome (which is never really the concern of millions of Superbowl parties anyways) it will be a glorious Sunday.