Tooting My Own Horn

I recently posted my Superbowl predictions, based on equal parts educated guesses, gut feelings and incredible psychic powers. Guess what? I was thisclose to 100% accuracy!!! Hah!! Some non-believers and idiots may opine that I was just repeating the same thing a million other hacks out there were saying ad nauseum. But I can say with the utmost conviction that I tactfully managed to avoid almost all the endless pre-game hype. It was difficult, but I did it and you can choose not to believe me at the risk of ignoring future brilliant predictions! Allow me to briefly encapsulate what was said: Prediction 1:

"The Indy offense will do enough to give them a lead and the defense will get at least one interception and touchdown because, playing from behind, Grossman will be forced to pass and we all know that's just asking for trouble."

Damn!! That's exactly what happened! In fact, the game clinching play was a interception return for a touchdown by the Colts. How did I predict that? It's a trade secret. If I told you, I'd have to kill you... Prediction 2:

"I doubt this game will be a blow out, but by the third quarter, Indy will be in control because the Bears won't be able to run 60% of the time, which is their only real hope of keeping the Colts offense off the field."

Damn, again!! It's uncanny how right I am!! I'm going to Vegas, if they let me step foot in Nevada for fear of putting the Casinos out of business! Final Score:

"Colts: 27, Bears: 17"

I meant to write 29 to 17, but I didn't want to draw the attention of the government or organized crime. With scary psychic powers such as this, they'd just want to turn me into a secret weapon. Still, I was only two points off and that was enough to beat the spread. Now the question is "Do I use my powers for good or evil?" Stay tuned, as only time will tell... Oh, and by the way... I'd like to thank Jared for acknowledging my genius. And Jared, I could tell you where Atlantis is, but I promised them I wouldn't. And those wacky Atlanteans don't forgive transgressions like us surface dwellers do. Besides, I'm planning to steal all that Atlantean treasure and advanced technology for myself. How else can I conquer the known universe? Remember girls, be nice to me now and perhaps I'll allow you to join my harem when I'm the unquestioned dictator of all the known Cosmos...