If my team was in it, the game; otherwise, the people I’m with and fuck the game. Since my team has been eliminated, I might try and see if anyone is doing something other than watching the game. I think the commercials are completely overrated.
The 2 minute warning, reminds me of that Charlton Heston movie of the same name.
Also the cheerleaders, some of them have truly superb bottoms, they really do.
I like to watch the game. It’s usually not as exciting as the other playoff games. But it’s something, and sometimes it is interesting. I also like the ads and the halftime show. It’s just a spectacle. There’s always hope of wardrobe malfunctions. I think we got Beyonce this year. I’d pay good money to see her wardrobe malfunction.
Well, ok, I wouldn’t pay for it, but I’d watch it if it happened.
The food and the Puppy Bowl. I wouldn’t know football from basketball from baseball. I prefer figure skating and gymnastics. But superbowl food is awesome!
Well, if one of my favorite teams is playing, then that’s great. If I don’t care about either team, I still watch because the commercials are hilarious, and any reason to destroy the living room with pillows, blankets, and LOTS of food is fun!
Got some nice mountain oysters this fall that I have been saving for the superbowl party. I think I will smother them in minced jalepeno pepper sauce this year. See how many people I can gross out thinking they are chicken strips.
Most of the people will know what they are, but we have a couple new houseparents from NYC that are suffering from culture shock. I am either going to cure them or kill them. My oatmeal stout didn’t phase them so I think they can handle mountain oysters.
It pisses me off because it keeps reminding me of back in the day when I was going to watch brand spanking new episodes of Xena Warrior Princess, but then it was cancelled because of the Superbowl.