Super Bowl!

No, not that Super Bowl!

The Marvel vs. DC Super Bowl! A Super Bowl that an utter football ignoramus like me can get behind.

Even though the author uses popular characters (and some lesser-known dudes, like the infuriating, punch-absorbing Sebastian Shaw, an inspired choice for any situation in which getting stronger by being brutally pummeled is a valuable asset) with whom I am embarrassingly familiar in order to hypothesize about the lineups and field strategies of two opposing teams, I still have no idea what the hell 99% of it means.

Nevertheless, I would wholeheartedly watch the sweet bejesus out of such a nerdly, fantastic Super Bowl. The central appeal Sunday's actual game holds for me is the opportunity to make and eat an obnoxious number of wings.

Sidenote: I'm loathe to admit it, but in the scenario outlined in the link, DC would win. Most of their characters are effectively gods, with ludicrously limitless power. Which makes them unrelatable. Which is why Marvel is and always has been better.

"Somebody do some magic..."

The girlfriend just asked a perfectly legitimate question: Why, after Kitty Pryde went flying off into deep space inside a giant bullet at the end of Joss Whedon's run on Astonishing X-Men, is her fate being revealed in an upcoming issue of Uncanny X-Men? Like, why is a character's story arc being resolved in an entirely different series? Certainly, a reasonable thing to wonder.

I tried to come up with answer, became flustered, and ultimately couldn't, offering only weak excuses and examples of confusing crossovers from the 90s.