Ah – Time for the Stupid Bowl (Duh, Super Bowl)

I have never been a football fan – really loved to go shopping at the empty mall instead, and let the guys have their fun. Somehow the sounds of bodies smashing, necks twisting and knees crunching do not appeal to my ideas of relaxation. I can’t imagine actually doing that for a living, or having a husband or son out on the field getting pummeled. Besides, how much fun is it to be chastised for walking in front of the TV during a crucial play, or for asking a stupid question (Is is almost over? What time should I plan dinner?) ? Also, I’ve never quite figured out (or tried figure out) what a “down” is. I know what a touchdown is, but always wondered if there are extra points for the best dancing over the goal line. My only attraction to Super Bowl is the great commercials, and I was actually assigned the task of counting them at one game to keep me busy and out of trouble (120). I have found the half-time shows to be a big bore – lots of hype and not much good entertainment. Give me a Northwestern University Marching Band half-time and I’ll cheer til I’m hoarse. Years ago, broadcasters actually showed the college marching bands on television at half-time and my other half would call me in to watch. Incidentally, these kids train just as many hours and just as hard as the athletes. They now pan away from the bands to rehash the game instead, (just in case you left for a few seconds to use the bathroom). I don’t even watch half-time any more. They could save a lot of money on commentators’ salaries if they just showed the bands. The guys at home are all out in kitchen filling up their salsa and chip bowls, but I digress.
Now that I’m retired, I think Super Bowl could be a really nice family day. Have the kids and the grandkids over, put out some junk food, play some board games with the kids and let the guys pig out in front of the game. Is this going to happen? NO. Why? Because the powers that be (the bottom line guys, I’m sure) decided years ago to play the game at 6 p.m. on a SUNDAY night. Nearly everyone I’ve spoken with feels that this is a ridiculous time to have a Super Bowl. Guys need to get up early on Monday to go to work, kids need to go do homework and get ready for school, etc., etc. Isn’t it possible to start the brouhaha earlier in the day, or heaven forbid – play on Saturday? If they started at 3 a.m. they may be able to get in all the pre-game stuff and 300 commercials. By the time the actual game begins, everyone is ready to pack it in for the day. I just don’t get it. Guess that’s why I’m not a football fan. However, this year I will sit and watch the game with my husband. Why? Because if I don’t, no one else can – for all the reasons listed above. No one should have to watch the big game by themselves. I’ll make the sacrifice this year. They say it’s going to be a great game.

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