I watched the Superbowl yesterday, with the rest of the world, and, like much of the rest of the world not from New Orleans or Indianapolis, would have been happy with either team winning, but really wanted the Saints to win because they’ve sucked for so long and their city tried to drown itself a few years ago.
The game itself was a good one, as the Superbowls for the past decade or so have been. I thought that Drew Brees was worthy of MVP honors, but I also thought that Saints defensive back Roman Harper and linebacker Jonathan Vilma were worthy.
Of course the Superbowl is the one game that everyone watches even though most of the watchers have no vested interest in it, kind of like a giant “Who Gives a Shit” Bowl unless your teams are in it, and somehow NFL Marketing has managed to make otherwise intelligent people believe that we should watch the game AND the commercials, AND have a party, or go to a party, and eat and be festive.
I say why not. In fact, let’s take it a step further and make the Monday after the Superbowl a national holiday. Why not? Christmas was designated a federal holiday by Congress and President Ulysses S. Grant in 1870, and um, don’t tell anyone this, but it’s actually only a holiday to people who follow this guy Jesus Christ, as it’s the celebration of his birthday, which scholars believe was probably actually in March.
Christmas has become a gross celebration of commercialism. Hell, car companies are now telling us we can’t say we love our spouse adequately without putting a ginormous bow on a Lexus. Business has completely taken over the December 25 holiday to the point where it has almost nothing to do with a celebration of the teachings of Christ for the vast number of people who celebrate it. I even have Jewish friends who buy their kids Christmas presents. Hmmmm.
So now that a team who call themselves “THE SAINTS” have won the Superbowl, why not use this as some cross pollination to create a completely secular holiday dedicated to marketing and commercialism. That it celebrates a game often played in stadiums, much like the Roman coliseums, is all that much more perfect in its celebration of excess. We can take the Monday after Superbowl Sunday off, which will allow us all to eat too much, drink too much, and stay up too late watching commercials and advertisements.
Ok, I’m not serious, but these people are: SuperbowlMonday.com
As an aside- I noted that during the game, the Snicker’s commercial with Betty White (which was funny) was either followed or preceded by the Tim Tebow commercial in which he tackled his mother. I thought it very strange that they ran two commercials featuring young men tackling old women back to back. THEN, later in the broadcast, there was a commercial by Career Builder that featured men in their underwear, followed by the Dockers commercial called Men without Pants. WTF? I assume that someone is supposed to monitor the content of the ads to make sure that two companies don’t outlay a huge chunk of money only to sit next to a very similar commercial. I bet someone got fired over that.
Anyhow, Congratulations Saints. Enjoy yourself New Orleans, the title comes back to New England next year.
