I haven't forgotten about you. How could I? This is YOUR weekend. Super Bowl 42, baby.
Sure, the ladies can shop the Super Bowl sale at the local yarn store. They can even plan parties and pretend they're doing it for the love of the game, not just to have people over so they'll have something to do while you're screaming for your quarterback to get off his ass and start making some plays. But you know and I know, this weekend ain't about the chicks at all. It's about you, and only you.
So, fellas, in your honor, I present a little something to keep the action going long after your favorite team, win or lose, hangs up its cleats and goes home.
That's right, boys. Needlepoint. If it's good enough for Rosey, it's good enough for you.
What? Not manly, you say? I guaran-got-dam-tee you Rosey's balls are twice as big as yours, and look at the time he's having.
Still not convinced? Check out all these mancanvasses. There's a pattern for every one.
Why, these designs practically ooze testosterone!
Oops. Where'd that one come from?
Ah. I see your eyes lighting up. You're thinking of the possibilities, but you're feeling a wee bit insecure. If you take me up on this, will your friends laugh at you?
Don't have a care about that. It's not like you'll be the only one out there working the tapestries. Look at these guys.
Young bros, don't feel left out.
You're never too young or too straight to stitch.
In Rosey's own words, "I try to turn other guys on to needlepoint wherever I go -- from the dude sitting next to me on a plane to the guy working behind the scenes on a movie set. 'Smile all you want,' I tell them, 'but if you try it once, you'll keep on coming back for more.'"