Super Bowl? Ho Hum

Yeah, I watched it, but I can’t imagine why.  Just another football game with a half time show, consisting of a 64 year old Beetle, who can’t sing, accompanied by a lot of fireworks and teeny boppers who have been rehearsed to do a lot of cute things.  The beetles were popular before these kids were even born!  But they were rehearsed to swing, turn on their little flashlights, and rotate around McCartney.  The game?  I admit, I am not the normal, red blooded American, who lives for football.  Football, seems to be basically trying to kill or maim everyone in sight, but especially the poor sap who has the ball.  The is why most quarterbacks will just lay down and give up if they are caught with the ball still in their hands, or throw it anywhere, to avoid bone crushing blows and tackles.  At one point yesterday, the pileup was about 6 deep, and an Eagle player was out in the field with the ball, saying, “Here guys, I have it.”  Football players are tough, muscular and usually end up with permanent injuries.  Baseball, on the other hand, is a contest between several skills, be they hitting, pitching, catching, or running.  No huge amount of protective gear for a baseball player, and there is never any question about who has the ball, or what to do.  It isn’t a series of beefy lugs trying to block and tackle, with one guy trying to find a place to pass it. It is an orderly, visible contest, between 9 skilled players, with no permanent injuries, and no thrown flags with resultant review of TV shots to see what really happened.  I know, you out there will say I am nuts, and that football is for real men, and baseball is for sissies.  OK, but the real skills in baseball are possessed by all players, and not dependent on weight and toughness.  Tennis the same.  An excellent baseball or tennis player, will always have it all over any football player as far as skill and brains are concerned, with the exception of the quarterback.  Yesterday was my last Super Bowl.  You can have it.