We didn’t watch Super Bowl XLIII.
I got a new book yesterday so I read that and Tucker watched some horrifying show on National Geographic Channel about being locked up in a foreign country.
We’re an exciting couple.
Tucker switched over to the Super Bowl briefly hoping to catch an ad or two but the gods weren’t smiling upon him since Tucker managed to time things so that he doomed us to watching the Half Time Show.
Now I will admit that I’m a bit biased against Springsteen. I don’t dig his music and I think that his “blue collar working man” shtick is a bit contrived. Obviously these are my opinions and I obviously have never met Mr. Springsteen so he may very well be as down-to-Earth as he acts.
Not the point.
The point [there is one, promise] is that Janet Jackson and Justin Timberlake ruined the Half Time Show for everyone. I have no clue if the whole “wardrobe malfunction” was planned but I can’t help but be a tiny bit saddened by the fact that I had gone into the kitchen to get a drink RIGHT BEFORE it happened and so missed a piece of [what turned out to be very expensive] American TV history. [Hmm…now that I read that it kind of sounds like I’m less saddened by the general suckage of the subsequent Half Time Shows and more saddened by the fact that I missed seeing Janet Jackson’s nipple. Meh. Whatever.]
Since that [much replayed and zoomed in on] “malfunction”, the Superbowl Halftime Show has been, to be kind, “safe”. Then again, if you watched the show last night then you did get a good shot of the Boss’s crotch.
And am I the only one who thinks that the Super Bowl ads have been getting worse as the years have gone on? Remember when people would talk about the Super Bowl commercials for WEEKS? Now, people talk about how much they sucked.
I liked these, though. 🙂