Well, another year, another Super Bowl. A little before the game, I went to Wal-Mart where I found a Matchbox orange VW Bug. So now I have two in my collection. Anyway, I found my favorite player of the night. #76 for the New York Giants. His name is Chris Snee. I love saying Snee over and over again. Watching the Super Bowl with my mom, I kept pointing out Mr. Snee on the field whenever he was playing. She couldn't care less. I'm weird like that. Well, while I was rooting for the Patriots, it was the Giants that ultimately won by the score of 21-17, with a very weird touchdown near the end of the game. But it didn't matter. His butt (and the ball) was down in the end zone. Tom Brady's hail Mary failed as the clock ran down to 0. So, Mr. Snee won a Super Bowl ring. Good for him. With a name like Snee, you can't lose.