We invited ourselves over to the neighbour with the cutest boys and the biggest TV and attempted to get into the game. The rules were cursorily covered, before beer and chilli proved distracting. Then Madonna arrived on the scene at half-time with her insane gold-clad Roman army and some pitch-projections that were jaw-dropping. No austerity measures this side of the pond! These guys should be doing the Olympic Opening ceremony. It glittered and won (our full attention), as did the New York Giants.
