Happy Groundhog Day, Super Bowl Sunday
I can’t get too excited about today being a dual holiday of sorts, what with it being Groundhog Day and Super Bowl Sunday.
What are the odds of that, huh?
Even so, I’m not seeing any special reminders on my calendar. No gold stickers. No exclamation marks. No wild circles made with a red ink pen so there’s no way humanly possible that I could forget this momentous occasion unfolding before me today.
But it’s not as if it’s Christmas and my birthday today.
Or the start of retirement and a knock on the door from the representatives of Publisher’s Clearing House, bearing balloons and an oversized check, cheering and declaring me wildly rich and set for the rest of my life.
It’s purely coincidental that Groundhog Day and Super Bowl Sunday are happening today, but honestly, both observances are kind of lost on me.
This is probably because I’m not a big fan of groundhogs, which aren’t exactly one of God’s more magnificent creatures.
You can hug a horse, pet a dog and curl up with a cat, but a groundhog doesn’t really inspire such admiration and affection.
Groundhogs make death-defying trips across busy roadways and tunnels in the yard to hole up in their burrows. In a way I respect the latter and relate to their tendency toward sleeping and hibernating, a pleasant pursuit I am known to enjoy.
But Groundhog Day is kind of a strange observance where we rely on Punxsutawney Phil to tell us if winter is sticking around for another six weeks or if we’re going to delight in an early spring.
I didn’t realize that groundhogs could talk and verbalize about anything in their field of vision.
If I’m reading accurate information, Punxsutawney Phil has been predicting the weather since the first Groundhog Day in 1887.
Wow — and I thought I’d been working too long at the same job.
The best thing about Groundhog Day is that the movie “Groundhog Day” with Bill Murray is guaranteed to be on TV today, appropriately more than once. I love that movie.
Super Bowl 54 pitting the Kansas City Chiefs against the San Francisco 49ers will likely “overshadow” Groundhog Day.
And that’s because a Super Bowl in general, even if you’re like me and not a big football/sports person, has a lot more going for it than Groundhog Day.
For one thing, Super Bowl Sunday is a license to indulge in a lot of good/bad food, from sliders to snacks, dips, chicken wings, you name it.
Game day grub is good eating.
Who has a Groundhog Day buffet?
And the Super Bowl has commercials to anticipate, not to mention a halftime show with big-name stars.
Who’d perform at a Groundhog Day intermission — the Chipmunks?
If Punxsutawney Phil could predict the outcome of today’s Super Bowl game with accuracy, he would elevate himself to new levels of grinny greatness.
But until then, I’ll just watch “Groundhog Day” … again.
(Kiaski, a resident of Richmond, is a staff columnist and community editor for the Herald-Star and The Weirton Daily Times. She can be contacted firstname.lastname@example.org.)