I rarely miss, but I didn't attend the game on Saturday because I was hosting a 20 year old's birthday party. There was beer-pong and some sort of dodgy punch. I had the telly on in the corner to monitor the game. Not long after the final siren the cake came out. The birthday girl slipped on some spilled pong beer and fell onto the cake, which flipped over and landed on her head as she sprawled on the floor. Everyone nearby was completely pissed and stumbling around covered in pink icing. Much later, "Do You Believe in Love?" by Cher came on, all cheese and Autotune. All of these events seem interconnected in some deep-seated way. Such is 2016.