It's obligatory to mention the Super Bowl in order to keep carrying your membership in the club called America. Chances are ,too, that if you are in said club, you watch the game, albeit for the game it's self or the commercials.(This year, I was on the commercial boat.)
That being said, here is what was taking from America's biggest spectacle and gift to the free world, as we saw it from the Bearcreek Headquarters:
It is said that 111.3 million people watched the game. I will have to take their word for it, as from where I was sitting, only about 4 were watching with any level of interest.(More on that later)
Wes Welker let little, white people everywhere down.
Unfortunately for Burt, he placed a bet, a big one, based on not the love in his heart, but the bulge in his pants for Tommy Terrific. Unlike his bulge, his loses were big. What was fortunate is that he drank more heavily due to this, which is always a plus when 6460 Fantasy Draft Lotteries and video-recorders are involved.
The first score of the game a safety because of Tom Brady's intentional grounding??? Then the Patriots having 12 men on the field??? I'd expect this from my Bengals, but from the Greek God's of the NFL???
I felt a little bit of a let-down in regards to the Ferris Bueller commercial. My 7 year old self had apparently built this up as some sort of pseudo sequel. Alas, it was just an older, hair-thinning Broderick, repeating his lines from the movies, in a very non-Cameron's dad type car. Sigh.
The last 30 seconds of the VW commercial and the Brisk Iced Tea commercial, were a way better use of the Star Wars property than giving us Episode One, in 3-D.
I have heard varying degrees of praise and disdain for the Halftime show. Now, It had 80's music, and Madonna even sang 'Like a Prayer'. And she had back-up from Niki Minaj and M.I.A. Cee-Lo was there too. Now, I didn't pay close enough attention to what was going on, but all I can be certain of the performance is that, in regards to the 3 ladies, the word 'Do' and 'for sure' came to mind several times. (And M.I.A.'s flipping of the bird was taken as the subliminal invitation to me as she meant it)
The most brilliant use of television I have witnessed in quite a while, was the Saturday morning / After-school cartoon ad by MetLife. Kids, anytime the Peanuts gang is walking up a hill into a wooded area and Battle Cat and He-Man come galloping by, there is not a lot you can improve upon.
I really miss the Bud Bowl.
And let us not forget, Mr. Eastwood tugging on the heart-strings with his '2nd Half' commercial.
I did find it odd that a Super Bowl hosted by Indianapolis had better weather, and no Snow, than the previous year's in Dallas. I blame Al Gore.(or Cobra Commander and his weather dominator)
Oh, and somewhere along the way, 'Beast' from Beauty and The Beast became a necrophiliac. It makes sense.
Kelli Clarkson got all the words right, so congrats to her, but did anybody notice the lil' girl in her back-up ensemble trying to grab the spotlight. Cease the moment.Cease.The.Moment.
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| Arn, who is from Georgia, billed from Minnesota, grew up loving the Giants, just like Ashland, KY residents |
In checking out Facebook status updates throughout the evening, It would seem that everyone I know in the Ashland, Kentucky area grew-up New York Giants fans. However, there were an equal amount of those in the Tri-State professing their 'die-hard' affection for the Patriots, as well.
Ochocinco finally got to a Super Bowl. Didn't do anything. Had to go to court the next day for not having his ID on him when he was pulled over. However, I still like Ochocinco. Dude makes me laugh. He still, however, has an ass kickin' coming to him for blowing cigar smoke in my face at Waffle House. Apple-Butter sandwich my ass.
And now that ELIte Manning has 2 rings, he is obviously better than Peyton, at least that is what a lot of buffoons took to Facebook to relay afterwards. Advice, folks, don't be so quick to pull the trigger on an ill-advised status update. Oh, and if you're over 50, and a buffoon, you took to the cyber-air waves to profess that neither were as good as Archie. I hate all 3 of them. Advantage:Push.
The Super Bowl brings people together to eat under one roof more than Thanksgiving and a buffet-buster special at Golden Coral. On average it is reported that each individual gathering has 17 people who attend. Ours fell short of that lofty goal, but we did have two, tree-sap sucking liberals from Vermont show up. Eat that Bill O'Reily.
Some Local points of interest:
The winning touchdown, and simulated shit-or-get-off-the-pot moment, was scored by Ahmad Bradshaw, of Marshall.
Other's who spent considerable time in the States which comprise our mother-land: Deion Branch,Louisville; Myron Pryor, Kentucky; and Antwan Molden, Eastern Kentucky. All 3 of which were on the losing end of the game playing for New England.
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