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Sunday, February 6
Weather rock saw its shadow.
Six more hours of daylight.
The girls get ready for the big game.
Guarding the buffalo are Sisi-Bear, for the Pyrenees Patriots,
and Esther, playing for the Idaho Eagles.
Down, Set. Hut 1! ...
Esther runs a crossing pattern.
A little trash talking after the play...
Another "Stupid-Bowl Sunday"
I can hardly wait to see what is worth nearly $5 million per minute...
Remember last year?
A vulgar talking monkey, hitting on his master's girlfriend?
A crotch biting dog, and a flatulent horse?
The half-time show with its gyrating, dirty dancing cheerleaders,
Kid Rock draped with an American flag...
Not to mention the now legendary "wardrobe malfunction".
(I won't mention her name, since it is forgettable.)
Same goes for her brother. What's with that family, anyway?
Let's hope this year is better.
At least Sir McCartney is a class act. Stay tuned...
(at least through half-time).
Moments later...
Hindsight is an ugly thing.
In retrospect, it did not live up to the hype.
Really, six hours of pre-game shows?
Some of the commercials were truly lame...
Burt and a dancing, talking bear? Please.
And GoDaddy.com doing a remake of the "wardrobe malfunction"
in front of the "committee" (presumably the FCC)? (boooo.)
The Pepsi ad with all the girls staring at the hunk.
Then they just had to throw in the _______ guy.
(Insert your own favorite offensive word here.)
And the guy who works with a bunch of monkeys?
Whoopie cushions, throwing bananas, and kissing butt?
That was $2.4 million well spent. Who was that advertiser? (See?)
There were a few good moments, though...
The bikers passing on the roadside diner
because of the Lincoln trucks out front,
"the salad bar up the road is better anyway..." (cute.)
The beer commercials are usually pretty good.
The pilot jumping out of the plane.
The animals that wanted to be Clydesdales. (And that pig!)
The best? The busy airport scene when people took notice
of some soldiers passing through, and started to applaud.
"Thank you."
Oh yeah, there was a football game.
I think New England won again.
The game was as weak as the coin toss.
Whatever happened to hard hitting?
Grass stained uniforms?
A well executed two-minute drill?
Maybe next year at Stupid Bowl XL...