Super Bowl Sunday is, for some, one of the best days of the year. This Super Bowl Sunday, I will be with other Renegade trainers here, in Boston, rooting on our hometown Patriots. For us, the day is mostly about the game.
I say “mostly” because, as both Coach Yann Kumin and I are musicians as well as Renegade coaches, there is always an interest in the half time show. In recent years, this interest has bordered on morbid curiosity, as I wait to hear either some band or artist that hasn’t been relevant for years, or the latest piece of manufactured pop or mainstream rap garbage. With the exception of the, now infamous, “wardrobe malfunction”, the last interesting, relevant, talented performance was Prince’s great halftime show in 2007.
However, the game is the main draw for us. This is less and less the case, unfortunately. Now, we have two weeks of 24 hour coverage of everything about the game. It feels like people who, if you’ll pardon my southern expression, don’t have a dog in the fight just get sick of being inundated with Super Bowl related “news”. I know if I had the misfortune of being a Bills fan, I would be sick of hearing Gisele asking people to pray for Tom Brady. I may say something like, “You self-important snob. He’s got a pretty good life; does he really need our prayers?” I wouldn’t care how limited “Gronk” was in practice, or how much pompous trash talking the Giants’ defense was dishing out. I would be, as I think most of the non-Northeast Corridor dwellers may be, sick of hearing about it.
It has gotten so bad, that now most of America tunes out the sport, and turns up the commercials! THE COMMERCIALS! You know? Those things that our DVRs allow us to never be forced into watching again? Our consumerism, combined with the constant din of the 24 hour blog-o-news-o-social media white noise machine has almost erased the fact that this weekend is built around sport.
Do yourself a favor; instead of sitting on the couch and watching seven hours of pregame, get outside and toss the pigskin around. It’ll energize you, and put you in the frame of mind to enjoy the last football contest until August. Happy Super Bowl weekend, cheers, and...
LET’S GO PATS!