Paige Spiranac Halftime Strip Show, Lane Kiffin's Girlfriend Enjoys A Boat Day & Niners Fans Obliterate A TV

How we all feeling today? That headache still lingering? Throat still feel like you pounded a carton of Marb Reds last night (maybe you did)? Senses still about 1.5 seconds behind everything in the real world?

The hungover-lag effect is the worst, but we've all been there. 

But hey – I bet you could've called a better ending to the game last night than Tony Romo! Hell, I'm not even sure Jim knew the game was over when it was over, but you couldn't tell because Talkin' Tony broke it down like it was the second quarter of a mid-October game. 

I wrote about it earlier, but we're gonna flush it out more in today's class. 

And on that note, welcome to a Monday Nightcaps – the one where I slow-walk everyone through a miserable Monday in February with naked Paige Spiranac and yappin' Tony Romo. 

What else do ya'll wanna go over today? A couple of perfectly normal Niners fans taking last night's loss in stride? Sure. Why not?!

How about Lane Kiffin's girlfriend checking in from the sea with a big ass fish and a tiny ass bikini? I mean, duh. Come on. This your first day?

Kay Adams and Shams were at the Super Bowl last night so we'll visit with them. Next year's Super Bowl logo is already a talker, so we'll talk about it, and I saved a bunch of funny tweets from last night that I'm gonna go ahead and share because I need a time-filler to get us through the end of class. 

I'm nothing if not honest, you know. 

Grab a drink because your liver didn't get enough of a beating yesterday and settle in for a post-Super Bowl Monday 'Cap:

Nobody knew the Super Bowl was over last night and it was evident 

Look, part of me gets it. Seriously. 

The new postseason overtime rule is like health insurance. 

*Cue the Colin Cowherd voice. 

Nobody knows what they have or what it does or why a quarter of our paycheck gets taken out every two weeks for it, but we're glad we have it when the hospital charges us $20k to have a baby. 

The difference here, though, is its still probably a good thing to brush up on the details of something, even though it rarely happens. Unlike health insurance, there's not gonna be someone doing all the math for you when that final bill comes in the mail. 

That's what happened last night in Las Vegas – nobody and I mean nobody knew the overtime rules. 

Tony Romo tried to explain them to us after 14 minutes, which was a complete waste of time, the 49ers clearly didn't know because they chose to receive, and I'm not sure even Mecole Hardman knew the game was over when he scored. 

Jim Nantz somewhat played it off, so I'll give him a pass. Tony also bailed him out by yet again ruining another memorable moment, so kudos to him. That's called teamwork. 

But look at this final play and tell me anyone beyond Pat Mahomes knew the game was truly over:

Paige Spiranac reminds us all she's also a stripper

Mecole Hardman had no clue. We know nobody on the 49ers knew, because they admitted as much earlier today. 

Tony mumbles something during the play, which was dumb. Jim actually has a pretty good "jackpot" line, which sort of saves it. 

But all in all, it was just a weird final 15 minutes. I'll be honest, I had NO idea that was the new overtime rule. None. I knew the rule was changed a few years ago, but beyond that, I was clueless. 

Feels like a simple, "both teams get the ball in overtime, if the game is still tied after both possessions the next score wins. The clock is irrelevant" line at the jump would have done us all a world of good. 

Anyway, good game from start to finish. I got bent over in my gambling endeavors, but I also expected that given how my last month had gone. 

If the Niners remembered George Kittle existed at any point I probably wouldn't be taking out a second mortgage today. Oh well. 

At least we'll always have Paige Spiranac:

Things that made laugh while I angrily scrolled Twitter because all my stupid player props lost

Boobs do rock. Good for Elon for saying it. Nothing wrong with that. Facts are facts. 

Anyway, before we move on from the Super Bowl – and the NFL in general for the next month until free agency opens – let's go out with a bang and pray for my Hard Rock account while we're at it:

Lane Kiffin goes fishing, Kay Adams-Shams update and Vegas brawls

What an NFL season it was. Can't believe it's over. No football for six months. Thank God it's Daytona 500 week. 

Vroom, vroom. Let's roll. 

Rapid-fire time before the Advil wears off …

First up? While all of us peasants were wasting time watching the Super Bowl, Lane Kiffin was hauling in a couple monsters with his girlfriend:

God I love Lane Kiffin. Probably the only real #content coach left in college football with Saban and Harbaugh gone. Protect him. 

Next!

What do we think? Has Shams been friend-zoned or is Kay just playing it coy? For Shams' sake, I hope to God it's the latter, because if not it would be one of the biggest choke-jobs of all-time. 

Finally, let's get a quick day-after pulse of all the angry Niners fans out there:

Take us into the offseason … Courteney Cox!

Some think that's staged, and I certainly get it. Frankly, the smashing TVs bit has sort of run its course, but also, I can't stop watching. Just gets me every time. 

The pure violence and raw anger and emotion that these stupid teams yank out of us is why I love this damn game. What else is gonna bring that sort of emotion out of you over the next 6 months?

Nothing. What a country. 

OK, that's it for today. Here's the alleged logo for next year's Super Bowl, which will apparently take place in Bikini Bottom. 

And speaking of bikini bottoms, here's Courteney Cox!

Let's have a week. 

OutKick Nightcaps is a daily column set to run Monday through Friday at 4 p.m. (roughly, we’re not robots).

Is Paige Spiranac enough to cure the Monday post-Super Bowl woes? Email me at Zach.Dean@OutKick.com.