Time for honesty: I lost interest in the Super Bowl long before we moved to
Besides, professional football in
Something tells me this is one topic Heather and I will agree on. Thank God for that.
At the risk of bringing down tons of American wrath on my head, I’m just going to put it out there: I hate American football (Let us agree that for this post, “football” will refer to American football, as opposed to the superior, “futbol”). Granted, I’m not a big sports freak in general, but football is pretty much at the bottom of my list. While the topic of this post is not football, I just have to point out that all the starting, and the stopping, and the jumping on each other, and the trying to kill each other, it is crazy making. For me. You do whatever you want.
Anyway, that brings us to the Superbowl. It has always held some sort of vague place in my brain, again, because of the growing up outside of Amurica. Plus, we’re Canadians. We do hockey. ANYWAY. I confess that although I may have gone to one Superbowl party in my life, it was really for the food, and I may or may not have watched even a small fraction of said game.
Of course I do know all about Superbowl COMMERCIALS. Sort of. I know that the big companies spend all their money advertising during the game (which is easy, with all the stopping. And the starting.) And I know that celebrities may or may not expose parts of their body that I definitely do not want to see.
So all in all, it’s a good thing I don’t watch.