a really good mid-winter sporting extravaganza
The mid-winter sporting extravaganza commonly known as the Super Bowl
happened yet again yesterday. It was a really good one, and I’ll remember it
fondly for the image of Giants’ running back Ahmad Bradshaw falling ass first
into the end zone to win the game.
Bradshaw was supposed to stop just short of the goal line to eat up more clock
and give Patriots’ quarterback Tom Brady less time to retaliate. However, he
met no resistance from the Patriot defense, and gravity let him down.
Jude and I were pulling for the Giants, reasoning that the team that kept our
49ers out of The Big Game should further prove that it belonged to be there.
I was wearing my Niners shirt and Jude her (San Francisco) Giants top.
We were joined by Fred and Sheri, who turned out to be perfect guests. Not only
did they cheer for the Giants with us, they came bearing goodies. Sheri had
made a savory spanakopita, and Fred brought some home-made liqueur and
store-bought beer.
We watched the NBC feed out of Seattle. After a few commercial breaks, we
realized we weren’t seeing any of the new, elaborate ads that are often more
interesting than the game itself. We switched to the Boston feed, but it too
was showing a lot of Canadian commercials.
We saw a polar bear hugging a guy because of his choice of cars, and another
car personified as a French woman, but that was about it. No Ferris Bueller,
no Star Wars cantina scene parody. I’ve watched many of them on the net
this morning, but given the slow download speed of rural delivery and my
tendency to distract easily, I’m not out of the first quarter yet.
I wanted to post before it gets too late. I have a cantankerous micro-hydro
system to attend to yet. Besides, I can always go back and finish lists like the
Since we were denied the instant gratification of all those ads, we anticipated
the half-time show all the more. I must say that Madge delivered, even though
she’s lost a step. She was shrewd to surround herself with younger talent and
a spectacular stage show that included a spectacular stage.
It used the same technology used in the opening ceremonies of the Beijing and
Vancouver Olympics, where the floor is as important as anything happening
on top of it.
So with all that eye-popping dancing and ear-popping singing, the Parents
Television Council, an advocacy group for family programming, opted to
focus on a brief bird flipped by hip hop artist M.I.A. The group was worried
that she had flipped off millions of families, but expressed no concern for the
hundreds of millions of individuals who also were scarred forever.
Council president Tim Winter pointed out that NBC and the NFL “chose a
lineup full of performers who have based their careers on shock, profanity
and titillation. Instead of preventing indecent material, they enabled it.”
I dream of the day when no one frets about small parts of the human body.
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We didn’t watch the game because we couldn’t pick it up. We briefly thought of going to friends house and watch it but in the end we stayed home and grilled T-Bone steaks and the trimmings and try to find score updates.
Fubby that the first real thing i found on my mobil web on the game was that MIA had flipped the bird. Surely they didn’t think that nothing would happen given the fact that it usually does. People sure know how to make something out of nothing it seems.
M.I.A. supposedly said “I don’t give a shit” when she flipped. None of the four of us noticed either action as we watched. It doesn’t look like this will come anywhere close to the absurdity of Nipplegate. T-bones, eh? Good choice.
Ok you got me on Nipplegate. LMAO with that expression. Didn’t Rosanne Barr and Hubby moon the audience and screech out the anthem years ago at a sporting event?
It seems like the world is going nuts. I just read that students at a college can get the morning after pill out of a vending machine. FDA is making a fuss over it and I read that
It seems I am having phone problems so I will say goodnight.
Roseanne screeched the anthem at a major league baseball game in 1990, claiming she had to sing as loudly as possible to hear herself over the PA system. When she finished, she spit and grabbed her crotch, later explaining that she had been told to add some humour to the song. President Bush the First called her actions disgraceful. I couldn’t find anything about her and Tom Arnold mooning an audience anywhere, but it’s a disturbing image. Good night, Beth.
LOL You are so right, what a disturbing image. I seen on tv where she was running for something. I glanced at her and shut the tv off so i am not sure what she is doing.
I did think that it was awesome for the queen to be celebrating 60 years and her diamond jubilee. Prety neat.
Roseanne is seeking the presidential nomination of the Green Party. Last September she said that “guilty” Wall Street bankers should be forced to give up any income over $100 million, be sent to re-education camps or be
beheaded if they resisted. Not your typical progressive platform.
OMG!!!! I knew that there was a reason I shut off the tv. I cannot believe some of the stuff that comes out of peoples mouths or the weird stuff in their heads.
I have a whole list of crazy stuff just this week alone that would make great topics but if I went on that rant then the men in white coats would have to come and cart me ooff.
My cousin said something on my fb page that irked me so I am trying to find a perfect comment and that has taken all of my creativity theses past few days. Thanks for making me smile.
You’re certainly welcome, Beth. Do the guys in white coats even make house calls anymore?