was it just last year when janet jackson did her thing with jt? or was it the year before. oh well, that was all i knew about superbowl until 7 hours ago. my first superbowl sunday.

due to my ignorance, i never understood why it is so huge in north america. now i know. it is dubbed the “most watched annual sporting event in the world”. bubble from my head “ya right”. it is true here to a large extent. restaurants try to boost their businesses this day offering live telecasts and special deals on their menu, especially the booze. shopshave superbowl sales to get people to spend, maybe a wider flat screen tv to watch more clearly those rears in white tights. advertisers take this chance to launch their million-dollar campaigns reaching out to millions of action hungry people.

i am not a fan, i don’t even know what’s going on although i have played a couple of times in modified football games. let me tell you what amuses me most of this game. technically, this game consists of 4 quarters of 15min each. so ya, 15×4, it should be done by say an hour, alright, maybe 2 with the endless advertisements. well not quite, they have to take 4 whole hours! alright 3hr 45min because prince was the half time show. he rocked on heels mind you, even i was put to shame. the game, on average, took an hour to complete a quarter! so basically i had a 4 hour long introductory lesson on american football, not a bad package deal!

the other amazing thing was the fact that they have designated teams who are trained for specific purposes. a whole team for the offensive, the defensive etc there was even a dedicated kicker (or whatever you call him). he basically does nothing but kick the ball for the team, to score or to plant the ball as far down for the opponent as possible. he must be real good. guess what, he gets paid an average of a hundred thousand a year to do that. hey, i don’t mind doing that.

wait a minute.come to think of it, no thanks. watching it on tv is one, but to run head on into a bunch of 300-pound men, all fired up to get you maimed, sat on, punched, kicked, knocked over just for a ball that curves, really, you can keep your jobs. i salute you for your guts and meat to be out there, totally committed. i was squirming in pain just watching them fall all over one another. so brutal. on the field, you can basically do anything, just about anything, to get the ball bearer to lose his balls, oh i meant it singular, the football.

ok, enough of balls and wwf action for a day. time to rejuvenate for a brand new week. maybe i will dream of prince on his green heels dancing in purple rain… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz