I’m not too overly excited about the big game this Sunday. Sure, it is the Super Bowl, the most viewed football extravaganza of the year, and in my eyes, it marks the not soon enough much welcomed beginning of spring. This year my New Orleans Saints (Who Dat’), by the way, still the best team in National football regardless of one crucial game, which was slanted because of poor officiating (hey, cut me some slack I’m still licking the wound), unfortunately they will be on the same level as the rest of us armchair quarterbacks—calling the game and screaming obscenities as we watch it on our large screen TV’s.
This year, the two east coast teams, oh yeah now I recall, the New England Patriots and the New York Giants will be battling it out on the gridiron. The infamous halftime show is hosted by Madonna, is there one person on this planet that will give me a “Heeell Yeeess” to that, I rather think not! The commercials, now we are talking. Some of the best and classic commercials have been the genesis of the Super Bowl and they come with a healthy price tag.
Prior to the big game, I am expected to be at my Alma Mater, see some executive on the board decided it best to schedule spring graduation, which I am participating in, on the same day as the Super Bowl, not cool! My family will attend then they will all high tail it back to my house for a graduation/Super Bowl party. We will have plenty of food, and beverages galore thanks to my wife Denise who really knows how to throw a party. I’m sure the family will be loud as always and have tons of fun, because that’s how they roll, but in many ways, the graduation is somewhat a Super Bowl also.
I mentioned to my son Tim that he doesn’t have to worry himself about attending the commencement. See, Tim has a baby daughter, my grandgirl Madison, she is one-year-old. Babies can be a little fussy and commencements are long, boring, and academic. To know he wanted to be there is good enough for me.
Without hesitation Tim responded, “I am proud of the fact that my dad has done something nobody else in the history of our family, with our last name, has ever done, graduated college. You’re the first to ever do it. I wouldn’t miss it for nothing.”
My brother Frank and his wife are driving in from Wisconsin (sorry about the Packers Bro! :-), and my sisters, Sandra and Debra (sorry ‘bout them Chicago Bears sis’) will be there despite the fact that they have had standing traditions for Super Bowl Sunday for years now. My daughter will be there and friends and various other family members. Early in the morning, my stepchildren are planning to stop by and make breakfast. An awesome day from start to finish, truly a Super Bowl if there ever was one.
By the way, my pick to win the Super Bowl… Me!