Football—great game, lousy show

Although those backwater players of Minnesota negated the hopes of my team to make the big show, it is still Super Bowl Sunday and that meant time to get those barbecue wings, pizza, beer and a comfy space on the couch. It is time to take a perfectly good Sunday and spend it becoming vegetable like on the couch.

The first half of the match has been both nail biting and adventurous (ok clearly I am stretching here), but any excitement or energy found during the game was absolutely lost during the halftime show. Whose genius idea was it to have Paul McCartney for the mid-battle entertainment? If this was a Valentine’s day show or maybe a show for AARP then sure roll him out, but the super bowl? Can we sink any lower? Now not only do we have to put up with a sleepy half-time show, but we have lost that second sacred part of the game. It was the draw to many of my female friends from home to attend my famous college super bowl parties. No it was not fire nachos nor fashion tips on the home décor, it was those witty and sometimes vulgar, but still funny, commercials. But now, with concern that a child watching TV may see a woman clad in a bikini or even worse a bra (as compared to what they see in the malls and schools every day), we have lost our hallmark of creativity and entertainment. The irony should not be lost on everyone that while two presidents, dozens of war heroes sang “Land of the Free, Home of the Brave” just a scant minute prior to the first main commercial break, but hey advertiser, no lewd, indecent, scintillating, provocative, possibly suggestive, or even mildly entertaining commercials.

My favorite banned commercial was from Bud Light explaining the ‘costume malfunction’ from last year. It depicts a delivery man using the costume to open his beer bottle. Why was this banned? The closest I can figure is it reminds those horribly traumatized children of the 2 second nipple they may have glimpsed last year. Ignore the fact that those hours spent in line at the Supermarket with mom staring at the fashion magazines contains much more revealing costumes on every cover. But heaven forbid we even mention the thought of a nipple (without ever showing it). What has this country come to?

Well let’s raise out our voice and save, G-d Bless America, HOME OF THE FREE! Well except for any that follow our way conservative country. Wait how did I get on politics this is football, there are never any politics with sports. GAME ON!