This is that weekend that comes every year when that football game that everyone watches comes on TV. The best part is that the movie theaters are empty and if you want to drive somewhere, it’s the perfect day to worry not about traffic. The Super Bowl is the most widely viewed television show during the year.
I have to be honest. I don’t get it. Granted, last year’s half time performance by The Boss was spectacular, but you can turn that on half way through and see it as a show unto itself. It’s not like it has anything to do with football. And, the ads? A week of press leading up to some stupid beer ad really makes me smile. Fools.
And, while I’m on a roll, what’s with the word Super Bowl? Bowl? A bowl is a round object that holds things. It has nothing to do with football, and it just irks me in some subliminal way. Call things what they are. Football Finals. Football Madness. But bowl? Whatever.
Please don’t get me wrong, I’m all for tradition. I love making Christmas cookies for the holidays, and I love that I eat turkey only once a year at Thanksgiving, and even the groundhog tradition makes me smile and tells me that another year has passed. But let’s get a grip here. Putting two boxes in a tiger’s cage; each one with the team uniform for the two teams playing in the Super Bowl and watching to see which one the tiger tears apart to predict the loser is a bit much, right? Not convinced? They do the same thing with orangutans and team helmets to see which one he puts on to predict the winner.
I thought last year’s Super Bowl could have been sort of cool because I’m a mother and the two quarterbacks were brothers, and I kept thinking about how proud their mom must have been. I also wondered which one she was rooting for. Trust me, she likes one better than the other. I just know it. But they didn’t interview her, or even show her much, so I lost interest. She was in a lose lose situation for sure.
To be honest, I don’t even know who is playing this year. Because I am from NYC, I would have liked it if the Jets made it, but alas, they did not, so I seriously do not know. My brain can’t remember as much as it used to, and these days I have to be very discriminatory when choosing what I will remember and what is irrelevant to world peace or the greater good of those I love, so the Super Bowl teams doesn’t make it through the ‘what to file’ list.
I don’t feel this way about the World Seriers, although I did do a blog about American Idol being as important and loved as the World Series which was highly criticised by those around me. Maybe the fact there is a song (take me out to the ball game) from my childhood that makes me smile, or the fact that a good hot dog now and then is one of life’s great moments, that has something to do with it. As far as I know, there is no food association with football, and for sure no song. They ought to re-think that. It’s a great marketing opportunity. Maybe Buffalo Beef Jerkies or something? And, “let me freeze my ass off at the stadium” could be the song.
Either way, I will tape the game on Sunday and most likely roll through it to find the half time show and the commercials. If I have offended you, please accept my apologies.
