Super Bowl is over. The party is done and the people have gone home. I was amazed at how fast the time went during the game – I enjoyed it that much. My biggest problem? I liked both teams. Living not far from Indianapolis, I almost always root for the Colts but this year I also followed and enjoyed New Orleans. So I found myself jumping for both teams but in my heart I wanted the underdogs to win – I’m a big fan of underdogs. Oh yeah, and then there are the fun commercials – that Betty White – I hear the Washington Redskins scouts are looking at her for next season.
We all complain a lot about the ridiculous amounts of money spent on Amerian Sports. NFL is no different – the players’ salaries are akin to the nonsense of CEO bonuses. And who pays for this? Why, the fans, of course. We are the ones willing to shell out the big bucks for tickets and merchandise so that the teams can pay the outrageous salaries and the outrageous amounts for commercial backing. That’s business.
I used to whine about football salaries until I started closely watching the games — these young guys get hurt on a regular basis. In fact, every time they walk out onto that field, they literally have a chance of being paralyzed for life from a hard hit. It’s that dangerous. They deserve their combat pay. Not only that, the lifetime of their poor beaten and battered bodies is shorter than yours or mine. These guys routinely get hip or knee replacements at a much younger age than the rest of us. And many end up crippled up in their later years.
Plus I think they deserve that money for just putting the uniforms on – c’mon have you taken a close look at those uniforms lately? The shoulder pads alone should be declared lethal – I used to wear some heavy duty shoulder pads but at least when I turned around quickly I wouldn’t break some guy’s nose. And let’s talk about those uniform pants — I would demand a big salary, too, if I had to Spanx my butt into those things — they’re like wearing a second skin. Plus I would demand a bonus for wearing the helmet since I’m claustrophobic by nature. Yes, they deserve the big bucks.
What some also deserve, unfortunately, is a lesson in etiquette and good sportsmanship. I was very disappointed when Peyton Manning walked off the field without at least congratulating his opponent. I know it’s the biggest game of the year. I know thoughts were going through his head like…he let his team down…he let his family down…he let his fans down…he would lose megamillions in endorsements (oops, sorry that one slipped in). But I have always thought Peyton Manning to be a nice man – I’ve watched how he interacts with others on the field and this really surprised me.
Yes, I know he later called Drew Brees to congratulate him. You know what? In my eyes, that wasn’t good enough. He should have sucked it up like a man, gotten his sorry a$$ across that field and said something nice, THEN have your pity party and go to the locker room.
So now football season is over and I am left with NASCAR (blah) or Basketball (oh blechh) and you truly don’t want to hear my opinion of Baseball even if it is supposed to be the great American pastime. My only saving grace is the fact that the Winter Olympics are a few days away and at least I have those sporting events to enjoy.
Guess I will have to be content with some reruns on NFL.com…and drinking coffee from my New Orleans Saints coffee cup… sigh…