Sunday, February 3, 2008

The Superbowl

Time for honesty: I lost interest in the Super Bowl long before we moved to Europe. I grew tired of all the pre-game hot air and the broadcasting network’s attempt to take a three-hour game and turn it into a half-day affair.

America is the only country I know that can take a coin toss and turn it into Presidential event. And why, may I ask, is this moment before the first kick-off regarded with such import when three-fourths of the Super Bowl match-ups would more aptly be called “mismatch-ups” anyway? I mean, think about it, people: it’s a rare Super Bowl that doesn’t end in a lopsided victory.

Besides, professional football in America has morphed into a whole different sport. Gone are the days when men cut from the stone age battled snow, wind and rain, in addition to each other. Now the sport seems dominated by either a bunch of pampered, overpaid prima donna’s or a motley crew of overweight fried-chicken eaters. And where’s the sport in artificially controlled environments? What’s more, in “the good ol’ days” a football game had flow and rhythm, dynamic movement. Nowadays, I end up with the sensation that I’ve just taken an interminable ride on a train that stops, then starts, jostles, stops, starts, jerks, stops, starts and sputters, on and on. The game today seems to have lost its through-line. It’s quite possible I would enjoy myself more playing Tiddly Winks with a turtle.

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.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

You guys are no longer american! It´s official.

Troy and Heather Cady said...

Excuse me, I have NEVER been an American. Thank you very much.
H

Kim said...

actually, that's not true. in the grander, 'Americas' sense of the word, you, Mexicans, Costa Ricans, Colombians, etc (I think you get my drift) are all Americans too! hence the problem with English for this debate. You mean you've never been "estadounidense." :)

Troy and Heather Cady said...

Mrs. Grander sense of the word:

I am impressed that you spelled Colombian right :)

I hate to break it to you but I highly doubt you will get me or any other Canadian to submit to the "grandness" of being American of any kind :)

Elizabeth said...

Ah Heather, you make us proud. Didn't know you still had so much Canadian in you. I wonder what might surface if you 2 were to blog about the primaries :-)

Kim said...

that's MS. Grander Sense of the Word to you. ;)

perhaps I should have said "more accurate usage of vocabulary"?

Troy and Heather Cady said...

Elizabeth, I'm afraid that you'll have to keep wondering :) We agreed when we started this blog that although we would take suggestions from readers, there would be no talk of sex or politics!

And Kim, you're right, we should say "We are no longer United States-ians" :)

The O said...

As someone who has hosted a number of Superbowl Commercial Parties, I can say that the whole spectacle of the often-clever-but-frequently-nominal commercials is a great deal of fun with friends and food. Certainly we let the game play on between commercials for those who are into such things. It creates a lovely ebb and flow as the commercial-watchers flow away from the screen while the gridiron is exposed.

By the way, if you record a football game, and then watch it while fast-forwarding through the countless replays and the commercials, it takes about an hour :-O