Feb 3, 2008

Super Bowl

Well, the Super Bowl is over and one team won. Their fans are very happy, in fact they may be setting fire to cars and breaking windows as I type. The second team unfortunately lost, and their fans are probably setting fire to cars and breaking windows. Here's hoping it is not my car or my window. Daughter Sneed and her soon-to-be husband Greg threw a big Super bowl bash. They served delicious Mexican food, followed by chocolate cake. What's not to like about that? We stayed until the end of the third quarter. That is the longest Mrs. Sneed has ever been in the same room as a football broadcast, although she read during the entire three quarters of the game, so although she was present in body, her mind was elsewhere. I used to get all worked up over sporting events, but as I get older I just can't muster the energy to care that much. Especially since sports has become so corrupt and dysfunctional. Everywhere you turn these days another scandal is unfolding. If you are interested in reading something unsettling, read this series by The Seattle Time, about the University of Washington football program. It's disgusting, but this problem is not limited to the U of W. Every college with a major athletic program faces these sort of dilemmas in pursuit of winning and the dollars winning brings. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky

6 comments:

Steve said...

Well, I didn't see any fires, but I definitely heard some breaking glass and saw lots of drunk people running around!

Kurt said...

I think the winning team may have been local, because there was much celebratory whooping in my neighborhood.

d. chedwick bryant said...

I grew up in a very large family where NO ONE cared about sports at all--other than to play frisbee on a nice summer day. My father took me to a football game in Pittsburgh one summer as we got free tickets while we were visiting my grandpa. We were both so bored we left after an hour. Amazingly I never dated anyone interested in sports, because I liked nerds who read a lot and wrote poetry, or artists. The only sport I like to watch are the hockey games that are in the movie
"Slap Shot" and I think Paul Newman figures into that.

Bob Dylan said...

I'd rather hang out with Merle on the patio anytime than go to some sporting event.

taco fetishist said...

sports smortz, but i they are serving Mexican Food I am THERE.

d. chedwick bryant said...

ooo. I must correct my earlier comment --It could not have been summer because it was sleeting. must have been around Thanksgiving or Xmastime. See? I don't even know sporty seasons. I do know we sat down, had hot chocolate and soon my dad was suggesting we leave and go to a museum instead!