Time to hear me get ‘bitchy’.
I couldn’t be bothered to care who is playing in the superbowl or that it even occurred. If everyone at work wasn’t in such a dither I would have missed it all together. Every damn TV in the place had to be on “the game”. I absolutely detest football1. There! I said it. I’m a football-hating mother fucker. I know many of my fellow bloggers like, even love, the accursed game. Well, good for you.
It isn’t the game itself I detest but the backward mentality associated with it in this country. I’m sure if I’d grown up straight it wouldn’t have been a problem but I didn’t. And growing up in rural East Texas I got a double dose of torment. In my hometown, football was considered not only a right of passage to manhood but a weekly judgement of your emergent masculinity. Not being into football immediately earned me the various titles “fag, sissy, geek, pussy, or all of the above” on a routine basis. It didn’t matter that I excelled in track.2 Nor did my father do anything to help the situation by being an avid football lover. Well, that and he couldn’t help but remark on a regular basis about certain less popular players being queer and a detriment to the game.
So no, I don’t like football. You can keep your stick-up-your-ass game and all the juvenile behavior that come with it. I’ll stick to hockey.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled program…
2 I could run a mile in just over 5 minutes. Not the best but pretty damn good.
Yeah well, isn’t football in Texas a religion, not a sport? Myself, I like to watch just enough so I can talk somewhat knowledgably with my co-workers (or better yet, talk smack about teams) without devoting any real time to it.
I ran a bit of track in HS too, and hated it. (I think it had to do with the edict of “Your brother did this and liked it, so you will too”; see Boy Scouts, soccer, band for more examples). Something about running around a circle just seemed pointless to me when I was 14. (At least with cross country you got to see trees and dirt roads)
So I suppose you’re not for making the Monday after the Super Bowl a national holiday?
I share the same sentiment concerning football. Boring! On the other hand because of this event I was able to shop at the Home Depot very easily. The store was rather deserted.
The super bowl was yesterday? Oh.
I don’t understand the Superbowl crap. Just.Don’t.Care.
So…did the Dodgers win?
go to americablog .com and read about the extremely offensive and homophobic ad that mars/snickers ran on the superbowl. http://americablog.blogspot.com/
please write to m&m/mars and let them know what you think. I personally find the ad offensive on so many levels that i cant count them all. holy jesus in a kaftan, but i’m angry!
Big20gunz ~ I find complete hilarity in the fact that Snickers so eloquently showed the very ‘ignunce’ I was trying to point out.
The first clip I found funny however, the following clips got progessively worse and then the sad comments posted from various football players only cemented the sheer meanness of the clips.
I sounded off to them and encourage the rest of my readers to to do the same.
Amen, brother moby.
I could’ve cared less about the “stupid bowl”. Give me the summer and winter Olympics any day! 🙂
I always love another reason to have a party…
Well, hockey is good too.
There was a football game?
What would straight men talk about while they are scraching their asses. It makes it legal for 6 guys to be in a room together without a women. Its like being in a cave with sticks.
…but…..but……Stevie Nicks was in the pre-game show? That’s not GAY enough for you???
Super Bowl? Does that take place at a bowling alley? I couldn’t give a shit about it either. Overgrown, overpaid, rude, icky, nasty, ill-mannered children running around. Don’t need any more of that.
Well…as many of you know, I happen to love football…LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT. And the Superbowl got me a date Sunday night. So can it be all bad?
Seriously though, like anything else in the word, there are assholes who make the rest of look bad by association.
And regarding the snickers ads (which I have not seen), blame madison avenue, not the nFL