Yesterday at about 5 p.m., a rack of uncooked pies sat behind the counter at Pennsylvania Pizza, 222 W. Beaver Ave., all waiting for their turns in the oven. An hour before kickoff, though, the big orders started to pour in.

"Eleven larges?" Justin Pane (junior-English and crime, law and justice) said after taking a call. "Boom, I knew it."

Yesterday wasn't just any Sunday. It was Super Bowl Sunday. And as the kickoff timer counted down, things got a little more hectic at all the delivery places around town. Pennsylvania Pizza was no exception. And they were well-prepared.

"We bought 1,500 or 2,000 wings," Pane said. "We pre-made a bunch of the pizzas, too, cheesed and sauced them up."

Pane delivered the unwieldy order of 11 pizzas to Kent Zakour (freshman-division of undergraduate studies) in Geary Hall, who paid for the $67.84 bill with $80 in cash.

"There's 15 of us, up in three rooms," Zakour said, explaining the size of his order. "None of us are Eagles fans, but we're rooting for the Eagles. We're all Steelers fans."

Though his team took a fall to the Patriots two weeks ago, Zakour wasn't about to miss a chance to take in some football.

"It's Super Bowl Sunday; it's the best day of the year," Zakour said. "You've gotta have your beer, wings and pizza."

Pane has been a delivery driver for Pennsylvania Pizza for the last year and a half. A New York native and Giants fan, Pane didn't seem too upset about working during the game. The tips help, he said.

With a "F--- Boston" button hanging from the rearview mirror of his white Saturn, it's not hard to tell who Pane wasn't rooting for last night, but his enthusiasm for the Philly team wasn't too strong either.

"I'm for the Eagles, I guess," Pane said. "I hate Boston with a passion. I'm from New York, so I hate the whole New England area."

Pane said he'll sometimes take three or four orders at a time, but by the time he got back to Pennsylvania Pizza after his delivery to Zakour's dorm, only one delivery order had come in. He said he expected it to get busier as kickoff loomed.

"This is the crazy time," Pane said. "People already called in to preorder for delivery right before kickoff: 5:30, 5:45, 6:00. And then there's people who call in asking for a pizza now, and we've got to tell them it's an hour wait."

Pane said, Super Bowl or not, there are certain customers to whom he prefers to deliver.

"The drunks are just great; they throw their money around like it's nothing," Pane said. "I got a twelve dollar tip from a guy Saturday night who I bet doesn't remember eating that pizza. The girls tip better than the guys, but the drunks tip better than everyone."

Pane made a delivery to Matt Martin (junior-finance) and his friends, all Steelers fans, who chipped in for Pennsylvania Pizza's 50-wing special. Though a few of his companions were visibly intoxicated, Martin himself hadn't yet had anything to drink. Right before kickoff, though, he predicted that might change.

"If the Eagles start winning I might have to drink," Martin said.

Pane then took food to Mark Long (junior-architecture), who was sitting around and drinking Miller Lite with half a dozen of his friends in a house apartment on College Avenue. He said he'd ordered Pennsylvania Pizza for one simple reason.

"It's close," Long said.

With Long's apartment being less than three blocks from the restaurant, Pane seemed surprised by his reasoning.

"But you had it delivered!" Pane said.

Pane worked from 5 p.m. to 2 a.m., and said he expected to make at least $125 before he clocked out, most of it in tips. Stepping out of his car after dropping off an order, though, Pane was reminded that not everything about food delivery is so great.

"That's the one problem with this job," Pane said. "Your car always smells like pizza."