I stayed up for that?

After that last touchdown, I knew it was all over for the Pats but the crying. Which I heard coming from downstairs in a long, keening wail.

At the 2 a.m. feeding this morning, M woke up, looked at me and Boo and said, "It wasn't a bad dream? The Patriots really lost the Super Bowl?"

"I'm afraid so," I answered.

And speaking of losers, Belichick, get over yourself. Stomping off the field like a baby. You're like school on Sunday: No class. You lost. Be gracious in defeat.

Until next year...