Nothing more to say about that game last night, except, “What a game.”

That one play has to be one of the greatest I’ve ever seen in any game, much less a Super Bowl. If you watched the game, you know the one I’m talking about. If you’re a Patriots fan, I’m sure you don’t want to ever see it again.

And how appropriate. We have a native New Orleans son as MVP of the Super Bowl for the second year in a row — just in time for Mardi Gras tomorrow.

I swear — if someone in the Mystic Krewe of Rex could figure out a way to make a float in 24 hours, I’m sure they would be working on it right now — so Eli Manning could ride on it Tuesday morning.

Yes, it’s a bit bonkers here in Louisiana today. The natives are so excited for so many reasons it’s hard to describe.

Meanwhile, I walked outside today and almost walked right back inside. It must be 78 degrees out there. You know what that means. Yep. Looks like it is going to be perfect weather tomorrow for some rather, er, skimpy costumes.

No, not for me. My days of wearing skimpy Mardi Gras costumes is long gone. If I were to do that tomorrow, I’d scare people. Nah, I’ll be the one in the jeans with the camera (s) in tow. Nothing beats people watching on Mardi Gras day. Unless it’s taking their picture.