Super Bowl Notes

The Stadium

A Cyclopean tomb.

National anthem

Having free-jazz alpehornist Fritz Entegeliebter play it would be an improvement.

Commercials

Beneath a frantic surface the primary quality of the advertisements is one of exhaustion.

Halftime show

Bringing a herd of donkeys out to bray a bit then defecate on the 50 yard line would be an improvement.

The game

I met a double murderer once (wife, mother). We had a friendly conversation about football.

Comments

  1. eh8/2/11 2:24 PM

    The could give the cheerleaders shovels and have them clean up after the donkeys. That way they'd be part of the show.

    The half time show sucked big time -- you're right about that. Ghetto crap. An embarrassment to the NFL, one would think. But I don't know if they can be embarrassed anymore.

    Used to go to a museum or something on the day of the game -- knew it would be practically empty. Ought to start doing that again I guess.

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  2. C. Van Carter8/2/11 3:52 PM

    Bands aren't widely popular anymore. I'm surprised they haven't yet recognized they could just run a commercial or two for the whole halftime.

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  3. Mr. Anon14/2/11 7:48 PM

    I think the Super Bowl - indeed all football games - would be much more interesting if all the players were roaring drunk.

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  4. C. Van Carter15/2/11 1:10 PM

    A simpler method is to get yourself roaring drunk.

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