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Saturday, February 05, 2005 |
Fluffy Puppies?! No, Not Fluffy Puppies!
Axiomatically, the Superbowl sucks. No, I'm not going to get into the whole semantics bit about suckage -- as per Jon and the Yankees -- but alliteration caught the better of me, and I'm sticking to it. Last year's game, the first really interesting one in a while, broke the mold, but in general, the games tend to be blowouts, and then there's that whole roman numeral thing. Why can't they just use the year? Nobody remembers, for instance who the contestants in Superbowl XXXVII were; but could they maybe remember that was the 2003 game featuring a 48-21 blowout of the Raiders by Tampa Bay?
So the games themselves are of little interest, in general. Mainly, they're about hanging out with friends and family -- yes, I plan on being at my sister's -- and noshing to excess. Yet, if I wasn't thinking about it, I might do something else. Maybe, I might -- though it's uncharacteristic of me -- watch TV. We don't actually have the box on that much; Law And Order and baseball are about it for us. But -- if I were going to watch something that wasn't the Superbowl, it might be this.
Comments:
I don't know what you consider "a while", but the Superbowl 2 years before that (Rams-Pats), the one 2 years before that (Rams-Titans), and the one two years before that (Packers-Broncos) were all interesting. Maybe this shows a trend that this year's won't be interesting, but it is not like it is the blowoutfest of the late 80s and early 90s (which even had two interesting games in there decided on the last play).
Well... the one I remember best so far was the one I drank the most at, 1990's Superbowl XXIV between the 49er's and the Broncos, a 55-10 blowout. I was at a now-defunct bar with a now-defunct friend, who suggested we buy a raft of kamikaze shots and hand them out to any hotties happening past. This blatant trolling, much to my surprise, actually worked in snagging a pair of fair damsels, but before any good could come of it, my friend, helping himself to the maiden-bait, eventually reached his technicolor limit and hadda run off to the bathroom while I chatted up the girls. Sadly, I was so far gone as to completely forget to get their phone numbers, and my friend was so alcohol poisoned, he was in no position to remind me. Meantime, the game roared on overhead, and the gallant Niners squashed the hapless Broncs.
But, back to the game itself. Looking back at the games since then, only five of the games have been blowouts (decided by two touchdowns or more), but that's enough to leave me with that imperfect recollection. Regardless, I just don't like football all that much; it's too much crushing and not enough strategy and finesse.
But, back to the game itself. Looking back at the games since then, only five of the games have been blowouts (decided by two touchdowns or more), but that's enough to leave me with that imperfect recollection. Regardless, I just don't like football all that much; it's too much crushing and not enough strategy and finesse.
Fotball may not have a lot of finesse (although some of the greatest plays have been finesse ones), but it has a TON of strategy...way more than baseball.
Oops -- you're right about the 2002/2003 mixup.
What I'm waiting for is a whole week where I don't manage a screwup of some sort.
What I'm waiting for is a whole week where I don't manage a screwup of some sort.
That's the only thing I hate about the Super Bowl: Nobody can decide what year the champion is of.
Fans will call the Tampa Bay Bucs the 2002 champions because they played in the 2002 season, but they won the Super Bowl in 2003. And whenever I think of any Super Bowl champion team, it takes me twice as long to remember what year they won it in(as in the season, not the actual year in January/February they won it).
Two confusing paragraphs written about a confusing problem.
Fans will call the Tampa Bay Bucs the 2002 champions because they played in the 2002 season, but they won the Super Bowl in 2003. And whenever I think of any Super Bowl champion team, it takes me twice as long to remember what year they won it in(as in the season, not the actual year in January/February they won it).
Two confusing paragraphs written about a confusing problem.
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