My daughter is wearing my Super Bowl XXIII t-shirt from the Aptos Club. Epic T-shirt.

Well, hell. The game WILL actually happen. In what seems like the college bowl game six week layoff, the Niners and Ravens will finally strap on their gear and start smacking heads. The reporters have all put their pens and papers away, the players and coaches are safely tucked into their beds, the ridiculous, stupid, and overblown comments have all floated away into the ether, and somewhere Kenny Stabler is drinking and laughing in a corner bar.

I’m fairly confident the Niners will wear these guys down in the end and win going away. And I won’t have to worry about whether Ray Lewis will do his Elaine Benes dance, where Chris Culliver will get his sensitivity training, or where Alex Smith will end up. If only for the duration of the game.