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I just realized that we're going to have to listen to John Madden for three plus hours if we want to watch the Super Bowl. I listened to one Monday Night Football telecast this year and it was depressing. After a little while I switched to the radio feed from Green Bay. Sarah can't decide whether she wants to go to Magic Mountain tomorrow or stay home and watch the show (and under the circumstances, I'm dithering a bit too, but I know I'll watch). I have no idea what the kids want to do.
The game has a decent chance of being good, although I'd venture that more than half the people who see some part of the game could care less who wins.
The Super Bowl has become an American mid winter party. In between nearly six hours of talking heads and commercials, they'll actually show almost sixty minutes of American football (where feet are only infrequently used). If you count all the slow motion replays, there will be almost 70 minutes of football. The day after, the actual game will be forgotten by most, but discussion will rage about the best new commercials and stories will float around about all the crazy things that happened at the parties.
Some day, the football hype will fade and we'll have to come up with a new way to celebrate American Corporation Day.
Me? I just want to watch the damned football game.
Posted by Dave at January 25, 2003 03:47 PM