Note: Drew is unavailable today, so I’ll be tackling PK duties this week.

When we last left wistful reader Peter King, he was extolling the virtues of Brookline Booksmith, despite his fondness for the Kindle. So what about this week? Will Peter be satisfied with his stay at the Doral Resort and Spa? Will he be disappointed by South Florida’s lackluster support of their hometown hockey team? Read on.

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Mmmmm-MMM! Here, try this. It’s delicious! No, it’s okay: there’s plenty for everyone. This feast will last all day, my friends.

(By the way, everyone I watched the game with was rooting for the Saints, and we were all actually disappointed at the Colts’ red zone failure with 55 seconds left. We were really savoring the desperation.)

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Oh, how we’d missed you.

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Pregame: Drunk Colts fan tails Saints fans on the upper concourse, serenading them with the makeshift parody “When the Saints Go Crawling Home”

Postgame: Drunk Saints fan attempts to reunite taunting banner made by Colts fan with its owner. I am not sure he is actually committed to this endeavor.

Don’t forget to console Monkey Business on Battleship Manning. Be sure to be succinct. He so often is with us.

And a sincere congratulations to the Who Datters. Now we can all hate you.

I could see those sombreros being hindrance once the game begins. But you know how the Mexicans love the Breesus.

All week, it seemed that the Saints fans would easily overwhelm the fat humps in the stands today, but we failed to account that each fanbase would reflect the character of their hometown. The Who Datters showed up early in the week and partied late into the nights. The Colts fans showed up yesterday and in many cases this morning. Efficient, focused and obscenely obese. Very, very obese. Also, someone should have told them the jersey and khaki shorts look wasn’t a requirement for admission.

For those around, I am liveblogging this game – just not for KSK. Swing by The Sporting Blog if you want to follow along. Be advised that language restrictions are considerably more strict around those parts, and fewer comments will get through as Chris Littmann and I actually have to pay close attention to the proceedings and work. Should the paucity of dick jokes not gibe with your live blogging tastes, there’s always the comment section here. Or, y’know, you could talk to the other people at your party.

Miami is of course the place to be this week, with locals and visitors taking advantage of the sun and fun before tonight’s spectacle. Unlike our own Mr. Ape we are unable to experience the scene first hand, so instead here’s a brief photo tour of goings on in south Florida.

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Gambling and gratuitous sexiness, quite possibly my favorite kind of mashup. Unless you count Usher and the goat. Which I do.

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Drew Brees: I can’t believe it, Pierre. We’re in the Super Bowl! All that hard work from the past year, from the past FOUR years, has paid off! Now we get to take the biggest stage in sports!

Pierre Thomas: Yup.

Brees: Now we gotta take down Peyton Manning.

Thomas: Yup.

Brees: Won’t be easy.

Thomas: Nope.

Brees: Well, I have faith in Coach Payton.

Thomas: Coach Payton know what time it is.

Brees: He’s got a solid plan. I have faith in him. And I have faith in US. We didn’t come this far just to let the folks back home down. I can tell you that.

Sean Payton: Okay, men! Listen up! Brees! Thomas! Everyone! I want all eyes on me. Right now.

Brees: What’s up, Coach?

Payton: Men. You are now two days away from the biggest game of your lives. This isn’t gonna be like any game you’ve ever played. All your hopes. All your dreams. Everything you’ve ever wanted is going to be within your reach on Sunday night. Now, I know this is Miami. Big fun down here. But I want you men focused. I want you concentrating. You and I know damn well that other team has been here before and is treating this game like its all business. I need you to do the same. That’s why I brought someone special to come in today to talk to you.

Brees: Who?

(door flies open)

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I ran into The Conquistador at the Madden Bowl party tonight in Miami. Guy has so much poise he didn’t even know what to say when I asked him about his poise. The full interview tomorrow will be up at The Sporting Blog.

Beef Moe, however, he’s never at a loss fo’ words. Fo’ sho’.