I think I’ll just skip the Super Bowl
It’s Super Bowl Sunday.
Wait, am I allowed to say Super Bowl? I’m not affiliated with the NFL, NBC or any of the approved advertisers, so I’m not really sure.
What the heck. I’ll say it anyway.
It’s Super Bowl Sunday, and I have no plans to watch this year’s big game. It’s not an issue of not being a fan of either the Eagles or the Patriots (I’m not, so I really don’t care who wins). It’s not an issue of not having interest in seeing the commercials (most of which I’ll be able to see either online or through other ad campaigns). It doesn’t even have anything to do with the halftime show (Justin Timberlake is OK).
The truth is, I’ve barely watched any professional football this year, and the Super Bowl simply isn’t grabbing my interest.
The closest I’ve gotten to any football excitement was last night during the Weirton United Way’s “Big Game Eve” Tailgate. They used “Big Game” to promote it, because, like so many others not affiliated with the NFL or paying millions to advertise during the game, they aren’t allowed the say Super Bowl for promotional purposes.
It’s always a good event, and it helps to raise money for the United Way’s member agencies, all of which work to serve our community.
But, back to today’s events. No game for me. I won’t be cheering on either the Eagles or the Patriots.
I’ll pop into the office for a bit to prep Monday’s edition, maybe do a little laundry, spend some time with the family and then maybe sit back and read a book or find some constructive activity.
My football fanaticism has been drained…or maybe I just see no point in watching a single game which brings in enough revenue to take a huge chunk out of our national debt.
Think about that for a minute. The money brought in through advertising alone could take care of so many of our nation’s problems.
According to an article by Sports Illustrated, a single 30-second advertisement will cost more than $5 million.
Consider that and then, while you’re watching the game, keep track of how many commercials are played. Now, think of a better way to spend that money.
The fact is, there are numerous other things I can do than spend several hours of my Sunday night watching a football game.
I could read a book, volunteer with a local organization, learn a new skill, make a few meals, go for a walk (or exercise inside since it’s cold), or even just stare at the ceiling and contemplate the meaning of life.
I’m sure for others, watching this single game, which crowns the champion of the NFL, is a great way to escape the troubles of the world for a few hours.
Let’s face it. There is definitely a lot going on that we all could use some time away from, even if it is just a couple of hours on a Sunday night.
In the past, I was able to get into watching it, no matter what teams were playing.
Not this year.
There simply is nothing to grab my attention this time around.
I have friends who are Patriots fans. I have friends who are Eagles fans. I have friends who are Timberlake fans. I’m sure they’ll all have a nice evening.
I hope those who do watch the game enjoy themselves. I simply won’t be a part of it this year. Maybe next time around.
Let me fire up the computer and watch some Netflix. Let me grab something by Twain, Meltzer, Doyle, Tolkien or Martin.
There’s always the Puppy Bowl and the Kitten Bowl, too. Everyone likes puppies and kittens.
(Howell, a resident of Colliers, is managing editor of The Weirton Daily Times, and can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org or followed on Twitter @CHowellWDT)