So today is apparently a big day for American football fans. In my world, here is how I remember who is still a contender:
Game 1:
The team immortalized by Chris Farley and some other folks in a “Saturday Night Live” skit vs. The team formerly led by the is-he-retiring-is-he-not guy who supposedly texted photos of his naughty bits.
Bit players won.
Game 2:
The team that used to have great players like my sixth-grade teacher’s husband’s cousin (John Stallworth) but is now led by an alleged pervert/assaulter vs. The Jets (as opposed to the Sharks).
Eddie likes the Jets, but, as I am writing this, a flock of geese evidently flew into their engines and they are making an emergency landing.
I sort of cared about the playoffs when the Falcons were still in it. Now I don’t care at all. But I’m still excited about the Super Bowl.
Why?
Commercials, people!
And this year’s Super Bowl coincides with the fact that I am teaching Promotional Writing where I get to talk about advertising. So I’m very excited.
And there’s the food, of course. It’s like the holidays where you give yourself a pass. I’m giving myself a pass to make myself sick on nachos while watching some double-perv action.
Yay, nachos!
Observe and report 
It is also the day I give a little bit of extra thanks that my husband is “meh” about sports. We didn’t even know it was on tv – shocking!
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Our sports diet is mostly ESPN Sports Center and Duke basketball. But then football and basketball playoffs. Not until nearly the end of the playoffs, though, thankfully.
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I always think about Mrs. Stallworth when I think about the Steelers. I am with you about the commercials but I am not that into a Steelers vs. Packers Superbowl.
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I loved her. I loved the way she would cut her eyes at people.
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