29 posts tagged “super bowl”
I think a lot about why I like football so much. Seriously, I do. On the surface it doesn't make any sense to me at all. None of anything that happens in the NFL on any given Sunday has any bearing on my day-to-day life. And yet, I was just a little bit happier yesterday because my Steelers won and their division rival Bengals and Ravens both lost. I was pleased that the Saints won and the ***skins lost, even though neither game directly affected my specific rooting interest. (Unless, of course, you count "spite" among my rooting interests. That had a little to do with my reveling in that Skins loss. And, oh yeah - ask me how the Toledo Maroons fared.) There's really no way to rationally explain why watching my team win the Super Bowl - at the Super Bowl - will always rank among the very best moments of my life. Or so I thought.
I'm not going to say Chuck Klosterman's explanation is perfect, but it's the best one I have ever read. And whatever is second isn't close. If only everything ever written about football could be this good, all the time, always.... Including my lame-ass blog post.
The World Champion Pittsburgh Steelers are visiting the White House today. I, unfortunately, will not be there. Neither will league Defensive MVP and Super Bowl stud James Harrison. He says he's afraid to fly, but that came out only after a few days of back-pedaling. I think he should have stuck with his original excuse, which basically amounted to: "Fuck that shit. This isn't special. The Cardinals would be going if they had won." I like that sentiment. It's just the sort of arrogant and crazy I can get behind.
A few months ago, when that retarded Facebook meme "25 Things About Me" was at its peak, somebody all but dared me to write "25 Things I Love About James Harrison." It was tougher than I initially thought it would be. And to be completely honest, I'm not sure I love that Harrison played for the Rhein Fire in NFL Europe so much as I love that it rounded out my list. But even though there is some filler, I hesitate to modify the list now that it is etched so permanently in digital ink. So here, then, is the twenty-sixth thing I love about James Harrison:
All right, we're off to Tampa, Florida for THE SUPER BOWL!!!. For the next few days, we'll only be posting quick hits when we have a chance. If yinz find yinzselves in need of still more evidence in our absence of just how awesome the Pittsburgh Steelers are, go ahead and look here or here or here or here or here. Oh, sorry. That last one isn't about the Steelers. It's about how terrible the Cardinals are. Our bad.
I tell you, this Super Bowl trip is the gift that keeps on giving. Until last Friday, my plan for the big game was to attend a small gathering at CarrieNation's and Dabysan's. The Puppy Bowl was to be on the small TV for the ladies and Aussie Bob, and the the game would be on the big hi-def TV for, well, Daby and me. Oh, and Daby was planning to live blog... not the game so much, but me watching the game. I had reluctantly agreed to this for reasons that now escape me. The last time this happened the whole thing ended badly. So naturally, aside from the obvious joy of GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL, I am pleased at the opportunity to shit in Daby's Cheerios. There will be no live-blog, no party, and I won't be persuaded to wager on tangential diversions like the commercials or the setlist of the halftime show.
Sports Illustrated had an excellent article today about Springsteen fans who have mixed feelings about the Boss being the halftime entertainment. I am not one of those fans. In fact, once it had sunk in last week that I was actually going to be at the game, it occurred to me that HOLY SHIT I'M GOING TO GET TO SEE SPRINGSTEEN AT HALFTIME TOO!!! If you asked me to describe my dream Super Bowl scenario, it would be the Pittsburgh Steelers versus one of the losingest franchises in the history of the NFL and Bruce Springsteen would be the halftime entertainment. Needless to say, I am pretty pleased with how this has all turned out.
And for what it's worth, my wager on the setlist would have been "My Lucky Day" (from the craptacular new album), "Glory Days," and "Born to Run." In that order. I've got a somewhat plausible argument for why the best song off his sixth best record makes sense, but I am most definitely rationalizing just because I love the song and I want to see him play it. But then, if he played all the songs I want to see, halftime would be three hours long. This is one occasion I am pleased that the Boss will also play second fiddle.
A towel is about the most massively useful thing anyone can have.
The Super Bowl is the best thing ever. That's a fact. More people watch the Super Bowl on television than literally everything else, including that retarded Bret Michaels reality show. More people watch the Super Bowl because it's the best, and it's the best because more people watch it. QED.
The Super Bowl is SO good that people who don't even like football watch it just to see the advertisements that run when the game isn't happening. It's true. You can look it up. That doesn't happen with ANY other show. Try it, you'll see. Tomorrow send an email to your co-workers inviting them to your house to watch the advertisements that run when Bret Michaels isn't acting like a jackass and see who shows up. You'll be watching alone like a loser and your co-workers will laugh at you the next day. And they would be right.
There hasn't been much buzz about the Super Bowl commercials this year because, well, the economy is in the shitter and nobody wants to buy anything or spend any money advertising the products that nobody wants to buy. The only thing that I have heard about any of the commercials is that Coke Zero is remaking the best commercial of all time. As you might expect, there are Pittsburgh Steelers involved.
And here's a glimpse of the remake.
If "Mean" Joe Greene is to be believed - and why would he lie? - there is a twist at the end of the remake that is not to be missed. I, however, am going to miss it because I will be AT THE FRIGGIN' GAME!!! I was going to upgrade my cable service this week to include DVR capabilities, but it turns out I don't have time. I still have a VCR, though, and I think it even still works. Does anybody still sell VHS tapes?
Here's a sentiment we won't often express: to hell with Karaoke to the Death. Last week, we announced our plan for the yearly prelude. The first installment was to be last Friday with another to follow this past weekend. Well, that all changed Friday morning when we were given a ticket to the Super Bowl. The freakin' SUPER BOWL!!! There's no way we can write about bad singing right now.
So here's what's going to happen: we had eight songs selected - two a week over four weeks. We still intend on profiling those eight songs, but we will obviously have to double our efforts over the two weeks between the Super Bowl and KttD in order to fit them all in. That's fine. In the meantime, we will be celebrating this week the Steelers and their trip to Tampa and our opportunity to represent there the proud Steeler Nation, culminating with what we can only assume will be a barrage of mobile blog posts next weekend. Expect a lot of capital letters and exclamation marks. This is gonna be AWESOME!!
We'll kick things off with western Pennsylvania's tween sensations The Pop Rocks, and their tribute to the greatest franchise in the history of sports.
