There are plenty of ways to celebrate during the Super Bowl. I barely remember one time in Vegas when I decided to chase the 300 shrimp and 52 cocktails I had with a nice Cuban cigar. Long story short, I wound up in gas station parking lot puking my guts out (I think some of the shrimp were still flopping around) while a crowd gathered around me and rooted for me to throw up again. As embarrassing as that was, I wasn’t driving and I damn sure didn’t crash my car into a cop on a horse. Well, I might’ve.. When I woke up I was back in Los Angeles.(SPORTS BY BROOKS)