I don’t know yet if this is going to be a traditional list of 10 things. I’m creating it live (so exciting for you, reading it after the Super Bowl, yes?) and don’t know how long I’m going to hang in there. I should clarify that I’m creating the list live as I watch the game, not live as the game airs. We DVR’d it, and didn’t start watching until around 8 p.m. CST.
It’s 8:53 CST and I’m so sleepy.
I might have to re-title:
What I Learned During the First Half or So of The Super Bowl
1. It’s Super Bowl. Not Superbowl. The latter is a 1000 calorie dish passed off as healthy, heartwarming soup in a chain restaurant somewhere.
2. Chalk me up to another public school failure: I did not retain what I learned about Roman numerals. Super Bowl X-L-V? It’s all Greek to me.
3. Speaking of 1000 calories… Football makes me want to eat junk food. All I can think about is melted cheese.
4. Unless someone I consider brilliant and erudite can convince me otherwise, there is absolutely no place in my life for Cowboys & Aliens.
5. John Travolta looks bored and sad. After all he’s been through, and now with a new baby at home, I have to wonder if Vinny Barbarino is at the game against his own better judgement.
6. I’m a major underachiever. The coach of the Steelers is 38 years old. I’m all worn out after half-heartedly watching the game for 53 minutes and typing six items on my list.
7. Oh wait. I’m still awake and just saw the VW Passat commercial with the tiny Darth Vader. Pure awesomeness.
8. More commentary on movie preview ads: dear lord, what is wrong with Hollywood? I may have a soft spot for the original, 1970’s Star Wars (see #7 on this list), but it’s nothing more than a teeny soft spot. If I see one more commercial promoting a movie about aliens, robots, explosions, mass destruction or mythical time travel, I am going to lose it. Hear that Hollywood? Lose it. You have pushed this suburban mother of two, who is in no way connected to the biz, to the edge.
9. All this togetherness, thanks to no-school-winter-weather-runny-noses-cabin-fever means that Mark and I are kind of on each other’s nerves. I know that doesn’t have anything to do with the big game, but I said this was a live list, and live in our house right now? He’s bugging me.
10. Long hair hanging out of football helmets makes me want to rush the field with a pair of freshly sharpened scissors. After I chop off all that hair, I’m going celebrate, excessively, in the end zone. Off to practice my dance now.
Look at that. A list of 10 after all.
I cheated earlier and checked Twitter during the half time show, but I’m still going to watch it even though I kind of know what’s coming.
Just a quick – but related – aside: I worked at the Super Bowl the year that Janet had her “wardrobe malfunction.” Good or bad, it’s going to take a lot for any show to top the year I was sitting in the stadium when my backup TV Boyfriend exposed Janet’s boob to the world.*
*A story for another day, maybe?
I wonder…
:: Did you learn anything during the big game?
:: Are you a football fan, a commercial fan or none of the above?
:: Fergie’s “Sweet Child of Mine” makes me sad. I think Axl Rose may need a hug after that. I know, that’s not a question.
:: I wish I could dance like Usher. Also not a question.
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I also wish I could dance like Usher.
And I have nothing to add because I did not watch the game. Yes, i was at a Super Bowl party. But I was there for the melted cheese and other awesome Super Bowl treats. And I was lucky enough to be at a party where the other ladies had no interest in the football game.
I only wish I hadn’t eaten so much cheese. I did, however, manage to stay strong and keep away from the brownies.
Is it just me or was it one of the worst half time shows ever?! Loved the commercials though, esp the Bud Light dog part and the one where the lady knocked the girl jogger out with a Pepsi Max!
Yes, that’s a story that needs telling…get on that!
I about died when I saw that baby coach too. I remember when the teachers started being younger than me. That was a sad day too.
Yes, to #10! And then when I got back home, I’d go outside and tell those lousy kids to get off my lawn!
And you worked at the nipple-gate Super Bowl? I wonder if we’re neighbors…
I was too anxiety ridden to learn much during the game. I really want to rip that long hair off of these guys (even my dear Troy Palamolu, don’t tell anyone I said that). Scissors would be too kind.
I did love that little Darth Vader. So cute!
I’m always so embarrassed I don’t know Roman numerals – I mean, seriously, isn’t football suppose to be the American sport? Well I’m American and I can’t count well in ancient languages.
So where’s the sympathy?
What about how the term “bowl” became affiliated with all things football?
I would totally grab for that guys long locks if I was playing against him.
And AMEN to #4. Craig got all excited about that stupid movie and I was all, “Are you for real?!?”
Love this. Particularly #6. Nothing like a super young super star to make you question your own achievements (and energy level). Oh, and adored that VW commercial as well!
You know what I learned? That you can deep fry the shit out of anything and it comes out tasting more glorious than you’d ever imagined. Like pop tarts? Hello? Heaven.
I learned that the producers of NFL commercials can bring sex into anything–like shoes. (Is that kind of weird to anyone else?)
Love that the Steelers lost. I believe Aaron Rodgers is a class act and a well deserved win for the Packers. I’ve heard the Black Eyed Peas live and they do sound as bad as they did yesterday.
Love your live list — especially number 9. My hubs left town today for the entire week. I act sad when he calls, but I’ve been dancing the jig all night!
That’s a great list! THe Darth Vader kiddo was SO cute…but the rest of the commercials were somewhat lame…what a let down!
I’m a football fan in general but haven’t watched the previous few super bowls because I didn’t have a horse in the race, so to speak. This year, even though my husband wasn’t home (ahem, because he was there high rollin with the team) I was SO EXCITED to watch. Life long Packer fan here. Anyway.
I enjoyed the entire game, I ate my weight in snacks and was up too late.
I learned I don’t do well on little sleep.