I’m sorry, but I just want to watch football. I sort of thought that was the point of the Superbowl. I don’t want to watch lame car commercials or terrible musical acts perform. All everyone is talking about today is the Halftime show and the pug commercial. What about the football game? What about how Aaron Rodgers is now considered on of the greatest quarterbacks in the league? The only thing better than Green Bay winning last night would be Green Bay winning followed up by Rodgers kicking Ben “I like to date rape women” Roethlisberger square in his baby maker before he runs off to molest someone else at a party.
And when did the Superbowl become such a consumerist orgy? I won’t pretend that I don’t look forward to seeing the new Budweiser commercials, because I’m an old lady trapped in a young woman’s body and I love those damned clydesdales (even that was a total disappointment this year.) But every year the rest of the commercials just get worse. There are always one or two cute ones mixed in, but the rest are just pointless time wasters. Tibet, Groupon? Really? Good thinking pissing off the demographic that actually purchases your deals. Instead of paying $15 for half off of a $30 meal at a restaurant that is probably way overpriced anyway, I think I’ll just donate it straight to Tibet. There are so many worthwhile organizations to choose from:
There are so many things I want to say about the halftime show that its hard to start. First of all, its really only there to entertain the people that don’t care about the game. Kind of defeats the purpose, no? It is a football game after all. Not that I’m against entertainment, it just seems a bit much. And I don’t know about you, but the very last group I want to watch is the Black Eyed Peas. I think I’d be more entertained if Fergie got back on drugs and started wetting herself on stage again. Ok, that’s a lie, but I just wanted to remind everyone about how lame Fergie is. And Slash should be ashamed of himself. That was the least rock and roll thing he could’ve done.
I know this has been circulating all over the web today, but just in case you still haven’t seen it, here is Christina Aguilera, who apparently doesn’t even know all the words to our National Anthem. At least we know she wasn’t lip synching.
My apologies to those of you that actually enjoyed the circus that was the Superbowl last night, but I just think it would be nice, not to mention the right thing to do, to go back to making the Superbowl about football. I do like however that people have finally noticed that Pittsburgh’s coach Mike Tomlin is like the long lost twin of Omar Epps. Seriously, its uncanny.