Rams and Bengals and Roman numerals and stuff

 So it's the Los Angeles Rams vs. the dragon-slaying Cincinnati Bengals in Super Bowl Some Roman Numeral Or Other, but you already knew that. The Blob will therefore dispense with the Emergence of Joe Burrow T-boning the Ascendance of Patrick Mahomes, or Matthew Stafford breaking the surly bonds of Lion-dom, or what the hell the Chiefs were thinking down there on the goal line at the end of the first half.

(Although seriously, what was Andy Reid doing, channeling his inner Pete Carroll? First-and-goal at the 1, nine seconds left and timeouts to burn, and you don't just line up and run the football? If Edwards-Helaire or McKinnon don't get in, you call timeout and kick the field goal. Easy-peasy, but nooooo.)

(And who didn't know in their bones that was going to come back to haunt the Chiefs? You knew it would. You just knew it.)

Anyway ... on to some other stuff:

*  No one with a serious grasp of faith believes God sits up there in his heaven on Sunday afternoons wearing a Roger Staubach throwback and flinging celestial popcorn at his big-screen when the Cowboys screw the pooch AGAIN. But something cosmic was surely going on yesterday.

Consider:

1. On Saturday, Johnny Fever from "WKRP In Cincinnati" (Howard Hesseman) passed away.

2. On Sunday, the Bengals shocked America by taking down Mahomes and the Chiefs.

I mean, come on. You don't think Johnny was pulling some strings somewhere?.

* Not to get provincial on y'all, but Rams vs. Bengals means a Fort Wayne showdown of sorts.

On one side, there'll be Rams wide receiver Ben Skowronek (Homestead High School). On the other, Bengals safety Jesse Bates III (Snider). 

Homestead vs. Snider, on the big stage. Live from Spuller Stadium. Get there early before the traffic backs up at Cook and Coldwater.

* For the second year in a row, the Super Bowl will have a home team. While America watches from Sofa Stadium, the Rams will play in Sofi  Stadium, their home digs. Which of course means only one thing to the Bengals, who have won their last two playoff games in the other guy's house.

They've got the Rams right where they want them.

* The last time the Bengals played in the Super Bowl, Ronald Reagan was still president, Donald Trump was still just a sleazy businessman, and no one had yet heard of Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, iphones or "YouTube sensation Your Name Here."

Also, Joe Burrow was minus-eight-years-old.

The Blob refuses to reveal how old it was, on account of the answer might tend to incriminate me.

* But I was 33.

I'm 66 now.

Which means I've lived half my life without seeing the Bengals in the Super Bowl.

I don't know how I've survived.