It was great to see the Rolling Stones tonight during the Super Bowl half time show. I saw them in concert, like 15 years ago, and it looks like nothing’s changed. Except the size of the underwear being thrown on stage. And the fact that there are steel support structures sewed inside.
The kids love them, though. And why not? Who doesn’t love it when their grandpa sings rock and roll songs? Usually, though, when my grandpa sings about not being able to get satisfaction, it means it’s time to have his prostate examined.
At least the Stones made me forget for a few minutes that I was watching the world championship football game. And thank goodness. I mean, who’d want to focus on football at a time like that? Instead, we were all distracted from the fact that the game featured the Worst Officiating Ever, and that Seattle got robbed, not just on one or two plays, but on at least a half dozen.
I’m so tired of the whole production. Please, NFL, can’t we just cut out about half the hype and get back to playing the game? The Super Bowls are almost always a disappointment, and they certainly never get rolling until the second half. The players look sloppy and out of sync, and the game suffers. How about we cut out the extra week between the Conference Championship games and the Big Day, keep the media at bay until after the game, and get back to what the whole mezzuzah is supposed to be about: grown men beating the crap out of each other for our entertainment.
Is that too much to ask?
UPDATE: Never mind. I just discovered Puppy Bowl II on Animal Planet. Now, this has the kind of integrity and entertainment that’s been missing from the NFL championship for years. I’m hooked.
UPDATE 2: OMG! It’s the Kitty Half-Time Show. Can you stand the cuteness?
