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Very interesting picture up there ... "He used to be a tight end; now he's a wide receiver."

Anyway.

I don't have a favorite football movie, per se - I have two favorite football scenes from movies. The football game in the movie M*A*S*H was a classic, with the general way too serious about it, and the one stoner on the sidelines just toking and enjoying himself.

The other scene is easily the game from the original The Longest Yard. 'Nuff said about that.

Coming out of lurking status to reveal myself as a Stupid Bowl hater. It's suddenly very heartwarming to me to think of all the other haters out there on this day, studiously ignoring the big (over-hyped) event.
My anti-plans? I will be dying fabric and making a corset and watching movies.

Ah, Rex Grossman, Sexy Rexy, the Sex Cannon.

"What’s that? I should throw a quick slant? Fuck that. That’s gay. Button hook? Gay. Flare out? Gay. Screen pass? Kevin Spacey gay. This is fucking football. You can’t just expect wins to come to you. You can’t massage that shit. You gotta grab that game by the throat and rape the ever-loving shit out of it. You think a 5-yard out is gonna win you a game? You’re a pussy. This ain’t John Shoop running this offense. Sexy Rexy’s got the arm. The dragon. You gotta unleash the dragon."

KSK for the win.

I don't know what I'm doing for the Super Bowl. I may watch, I may not, but I WILL be getting hammered.

Well, I am going to a Super Bowl Party. However, I have 3 good reasons:
1. Wings
2. Nachos
3. Mozzarella Sticks

I guess, as a peripheral reason, I'd like to see the Colts lose. Because I vaguely care about football when the Ravens are winning, and so the Colts destroyed any vague interested I had in this postseason.

But rest assured I will be bringing The Collected Speeches of Abraham Lincoln, 1984, and my 2-volume government coursepack. So those are my real plans.

Diversion to this diversion -->

Just saw a link to a news site on Yahoo, reporting that Bill Cosby
has died. Dayum!

It looks like the Bill Cosby rumor is just a rumor...

Super Bowl? Is that this weekend? Oh.

Might be a good time to go to Wal-Mart, then.

I'm going to be playing video games and sleeping. It's what I do best.

I love your site, I love your reviews. But what do I have to do to get the Wolfman trailer ad to stop playing everytime I change pages?

Awww, I was just thinking about Garrison Keillor since it's a sunshiny Saturday in the Pacific Northwest. My mom would always blast his show while we were doing chores inside or outside the house.

My plans? Probably napping, reading, a little homework, and watching the last episode of Emma (I know the Superbowl doesn't go until 9, but Jane Austen adaptations beat football any day).

Actually, I'll be at work all night on Der Tag, but I'll be getting updates on the score. A pity, really, as I tend to pick a side and turn into a rabid, foaming, hate-filled maniac while watching a football game. You can usually catch me screaming "KILL HIM, BY GOD!"

So Go Saints! I hope they whip Peyton Manning like a rented mule.

Assuming the current boy doesn't have a latent love for football that I somehow missed, probably gettin' laid. That's been our Sunday afternoon pattern so far. Then karaoke.

IE7Pro, Barbara. No worries.

As bad as I felt doing it, I installed Adblock specifically because of Pajiba.

I'm Australian and so entirely apathetic regarding the super bowl. If it wasn't for Pajiba I probably wouldn't be aware of it.

Chugga, I've seen Australian Rules Football matches, and I don't blame you a bit for being apathetic regarding our little soiree over here. A Sports Illustrated article quoted one Australian as saying that American-style football players were "nancy boys."

Australian Rules Football players: Athletic, wear next to no protection (obviously a cup, but all I've seen otherwise were shin guards).

American Football players: Athletic, wear enough padding and armor to stop bullets.

Posted by: The Wanderer at February 6, 2010 10:09 PM

Honestly I'm fairly apathetic towards all forms of football, but I'll happily defend AFL against all other versions. Plus our Grand Final doesn't sound like it should be a brand of Ramen.

Having said that, now that the broncos aren't in it (for the 11th year running, fuckers), I don't really give a shit about the game. I will be drinking beer and praying for a 45-46 shoot-out.

Wanderer,
I have no interest in tomorrow's game but will likely watch it all the same.
That said, if you lined up 11 Australian Rules players against 11 NFL players in an NFL styled game with NO padding whatsoever... the blood would flow like water to the sea. Austrailian blood, that is. NFL players are huge because they have to be and even without helmets and pads they would seriously injure the AFL players within a very few minutes.
I say this as one who spent a year in NZ and learned to love Rugby AND the AFL.
It's just a very different game.
Believe me, there was a time when players did NOT wear helmets and people were dying on a regular basis. President Theodore Roosevelt very nearly outlawed the college game. It was only the leather helmet and the addition of some padding that allowed the game to survive. Even now, with all of the padding, helmets and rules to protect players from vicious cheap shots, there are debilitating injuries on every level of the sport.
Scoff if you will but there is no other sport as dangerous to the human body as American football.

"Scoff if you will but there is no other sport as dangerous to the human body as American football." - Spender

Does that include deer hunting?

The Wakeful Actually, that happens pretty regularly in an AFL match. But AFL rules are very clear on how players tackle an opponent, so it reduces the number of horrific injuries.

That said, when the rules for tackling are 'anything goes', and having seen some of the more enthusiastic tackles, I don't blame the American guys for the extra protection.

Used to like the Keillor, until he took a left at Albuquerque by way of Berlin and took umbrage that Jews had the temerity to write Christmas songs.

Somebody clearly put something in his Metamucil.

My Superbowl plans? Stay away from the family having their final bingefest of the season during the big game. They just cook and cook and cook. Sunday doesn't have meals; it has an unending supply of junk food starting at 3:30 in the afternoon. If you want breakfast or lunch, you fix it yourself. Fruit and vegetables are thrown out early in the day to make room for thawing meat and fatty salads.

More specifically, I shall be playing catchup with some back writing, reading, and viewing, and figuring out how I'm going to play four string parts on a keyboard for a pit orchestra in a month. In other words, I'll be celebrating a typical Sunday, while the family bitches and moans about how the Jets could have beaten the other team. What are they? The Repressed Unicorns? The Teabaggers? Charlie Browns? I have no fucking clue.

"Scoff if you will but there is no other sport as dangerous to the human body as American football."

Oh, I don't know--until American football implements the use of sticks and blades in its games, I think I'll put my money on the good ol' hockey game, Doc!

Today is my daughter's ninth birthday. We will be rollerskating at the local rink with a boatload of little girls. Cake and ice cream, balloons and party favors. I know the other parents are pretty happy to leave their little ones with us for a few hours today.

Had no idea it was Super Bowl Sunday when we planned the party, never watched football, ever.

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Oh, man: I hate talking about the ads. The fact that we even have them makes me ill. And no matter how many comments I leave or how many posts I write, I'm still going to get emails complaining about them.

But they are a necessary evil. And the thing about Internet advertising now: Banner ads don't work anymore. Readers like them because they can be completely ignored, which sort of ruins the point of advertising. These obnoxious ads, on the other hand, are effective at least inasmuch as people actually see them. In the future, there will probably be 30 second ads before you can open any web page. It's the only way to get anyone to pay attention to them. I hate it. The readers hate it. But advertisers just won't pay for something that no one pays attention to.

That said: If your browser is working correctly and has cookies enabled (if it's not IE 5 or whatever), you should see only one of those video ads once every 24 hours, which you should be able to click out of after five seconds. However, as of right now, the ads are glitchy if you are using Google Chrome -- the cookies aren't being respected and the ads are popping up on every single page view. Apologies -- I'm trying to correct this w/out ad provider.

If there are other questions or concerns about the ads that I haven't answered above, please feel free to ask. I'll answer to the best of my ability.

I enjoy football in small doses and if the Giants were in the Super Bowl this year (instead of completely sucking monkey balls like they did this season) I'd probably be semi-glued to the television (I'm never totally glued). However, I've got 3 sons and 2 of them are too young to stay up late (and the Super Bowl goes fairly late in the Eastern time zone. So I'm trying to wriggle out of going to our usual party this year and just send the hubby and eldest son. Either that or we can take two cars and I'll leave rather early.

If I can get out of it I'll be doing something like watching a Harry Potter movie or a couple episodes of Firefly.

Disneyland. On Superbowl Sunday the place turns into a masoleum, especially after kickoff. Space Mountain? Ten minute wait. Splash Mountain? 5 minute wait. And so on. Of course, I'll be brining my 3 1/2 year old this year, so I suspect my adrenneline highlight will be It's a Small World.

Someone's going to have to explain what the Puppybowl is. It sounds delightful.

It's this precise reason that I won't be dealing with/buying anything advertised in such a captive manner.

Action (shitty ad keeping my brain captive).

Reaction (me not sending money their way b/c of their obnoxious advertising tactics).

Advertising 101 = negative impressions are worse than the customer never having heard of the product's name.

These net-vertisers better learn this soon.

Just got done checking the puppy bowl line-up. The Shepherd mix contingent is looking strong.

My first plan was to stay home and work, as my folks and siblings were all going to different places. However, an hour ago, my dad said, "fuck it," and told all of us to come over to their house. Now, I'm not a football fan (my family is divided), but my parents have a bad-ass bar and can whip up some incredible munchies. So I'm still working (bringing a laptop), but I'll be doing it with a beer and some fresh chilaquiles.

Best friend and husband coming over. Neither watches football, but we have a good time hanging out with the sound low. She's bringing deviled eggs and I'm making coconut shrimp, hot wings, veggies and dip, and stuffed grape leaves. May have chips available so the spawn feel like they've gotten a treat.

I like football. Men in tights attempting to kill each other. The only other place I get that is at a renaissance faire. Come to think of it, those football players are making with the long hair and tribal tattoos now, too. Not too much longer until the game morphs into jousting and clan wars. And wouldn't that be fun?

For those of you not watching the Super Bowl...I'll let Zoidberg answer you

That's OK. The Oscars are coming. Because we all know that's all about substance.

Who Dat!

GO FAVA!

two back to back puppy touchdowns!

Puppy touchdowns, Slim? Do they spike the puppy when they make a puppy touchdown? It occurs to me that I have no idea what this famous Puppy Bowl thing is all about...I guess I was picturing more of a dog show.

Oh, well that sounds MUCH more humane!

I'd love to check it out, sounds like a blast (I adore bunnies!), but all I've got for TV right now is the CBC which apparently is airing the Super Bowl right now. Lucky me.

I'm sorta stunned by the idea of BarbadoSlim watching the Puppy Bowl.

Delighted, but stunned.

Hockey rules. Best fights, most skill. Suck it, football.

Growing up, my family always used to go visit the snow on Super Bowl Sunday because the roads were so empty, and so were all the fun ski resorts, so I wasn't even really aware of the Super Bowl until as a teenager I started watching the half-time shows. But I'm a bartender in a huge sports bar now, so Super Bowl Sunday is kind of a big day. I spent my morning busting my ass stocking Budweiser for the football fans, and my afternoon serving it to them. I kind of hate football, and yet, I love working even regular Sunday football days because of the party mood that people get into. Today, most people were jovial and friendly, when usually they're pretty surly and rude.

I guess what I'm saying is, football isn't so bad if you're making money while it's playing in the background.