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Bird is the Word

MIAFor a 53 year-old ex-disco star, Madonna still has some moves. Admitted her old cat-like maneuvers are more Caterpillar like and the spring in her step has lost its springyness. I give the old gal credit for hanging in there as long as she has.5ZM354D8VKY4

Sadly the performance will be mostly remembered for the deliberate one-fingered salute by guest singer M.I.A. At least Janet Jackson’s wardrobe malfunction could be attributed to an honest mistake. This was deliberate and worldwide. The talk around the water-cooler this morning is not about Madonna’s near stumble on her lead off number, Voque. Bird is the word today, all single digit of it.

NBC has formally released an apology to the public.

“We apologize for the inappropriate gesture that aired during halftime,” NBC spokesman Christopher McCloskey said. “It was a spontaneous gesture that our delay system caught late.”

Now if they would just apologize for the Knight Rider reboot.



It’s official – The NFL is Dead to Me

It’s like a perpetual dead zone has been removed from that sports locker I call a brain. I don’t know why I didn’t see it year ago. Greed is very patient and subtle. I remember going to see the Titans and I would watch those guys buying $8 beers and $6 hot dogs. You could spend the national debt of a small Caribbean Island shopping in the NFL store.

Then it occurred to me. The game is not about the fan. Maybe it never was. The game is not even about the rivalry that develops between certain teams, certain communities. Like so many other things in our capitalist society it’s all about the money!

During the recent lockout where the players and owners kept watching the calendar, knowing full well the drop dead date for the season. They got serious about a week before. What do you think they were talking about?

They were talking about the money that we put in their pockets. They were talking about how to slice up that pie so that everybody gets their fair share. I don’t recall seeing any fans sitting in those meetings. Perhaps it’ll take a few Sundays of no fans sitting in those multi-million dollar playgrounds built from the pockets of the working man and the communities they live in, for the players and the owners to get the message.

It’s not about the money. It’s about the people who gave it to you.

I have seen my last Super Bowl. I’m okay with that.

I’m officially making Super Bowl Sunday movie night – not “The Longest yard.”

If they keep raising prices this could be Super Bowl Sunday some day.



Monday morning quarterbacking

Green Bay wins. Pittsburgh loses. And it didn’t snow.

It was a good game. I missed the cheerleadrs..

The Black Eyed Peas are a lot stranger than I remember.

Slash still wears that big hat. Usher still dances like Michael Jackson.

The commercials were just okay.

I may never eat another Dorito.

Rogers has a good arm.

Brett who?

NASCAR Season officially opens this Saturday with the Bud Shootout from Daytona!
(Not that that has anything to do with the Super Bowl)

The Elephant in the Super Bowl

Forgetting all the weather delays, cancelled flights, player posturing, and coaching rhetoric, the big game is tonight and I can say two things with absolute confidence: There will be one winner and one loser.

And then the question shifts to the elephant in the super bowl. With all the unknowns revolving around the 2012 NFL season, nobody can say for sure there will even be a Super Bowl next year. Again, there are two things I can say with absolute confidence. The contract between the owners and the players will expire on March 4th. If they can’t negotiate a new agreement and avoid a lockout, there will be no winners.

Not the players
Not the owners
Not the fans
And certainly not Indianapolis, host of SB XLVI.

A Super Bowl Without Cheerleaders???

Two and ½ Houston Cheerleaders

O M G!!!

Is there some cruel football god who twisted his fickled finger of fortune into colossal karma and mated two football teams without a cheerleading squad? Stop the insanity!!

Yes, you heard me correctly.  Since that first Super Bowl when the Packers punched the Chiefs, 35-10, way back in 1967, none of the big games have been played without a bevy of beauties bouncing along the sidelines. That is until this coming  Sunday. Oh, the humanity!

The Green Bay Packers and the Pittsburgh Steelers are two of six teams in the NFL who do not field a cheerleading squad. (The Chicago BearsCleveland Browns, New York Giants, and Detroit Lions, round out this tragedy.) Give a big high five to the other 26 teams that do.


Green Bay Golden Girls - Circa 1970

That hasn’t always been the case. The first team in professional football to use cheerleaders was the Green Bay Packers. In 1931 the Packers brought in girls from the Green Bay East and West High Schools to be the teams cheer squad. In 1950 head coach, Vince Lombardi, asked Mary Jane Sorgel, to form a professional squad of cheerleaders. “We weren’t the Dallas Cowgirls,” said Sorgel. “We were wholesome Midwest girls, because Vince Lombardi did not like real short skirts. He liked the girls to be more modest, so that’s the way we were.” That first group was called the Packerettes and performed until 1961 when they changed their name to the Golden Girls.

The Golden Girls were re-named the Green Bay Packerettes in 1973. They again performed under this name until 1977. Another name change came in 1977, when the Packerettes were changed to the Green Bay Sideliners. In 1986, each girl on the squad received a $10 check per game. In 1988, the team announced they were disbanding the squad. In recent years collegiate cheerleaders perform at home games.

The first “Steelerette” squad – 1961

Not to be outdone, the Pittsburgh Steelers introduced the Steelerettes in 1961. For the next nine years the cheering squad for the Pittsburgh Steelers took to the sidelines and wrote the book on how to be a cheerleader in pro football. It had to be more than the “Sis-boom-bah” found in collegiate football. When the girls took to the field it was high entertainment with meticulously practiced dance and gymnastic routines. With their knee-length skirts, everything they did, they did with class and style.

Since the big game is in the new Texas Stadium, the House that Jerry Built, you can’t talk about NFL cheerleaders without talking about the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. They single handedly retooled what it meant to be a cheerleader in modern professional sports. Since the big game is in their house they should be putting on a show, but not according to league officials who indicated they have made no arrangements for alternate squads to perform.

Perhaps Fergie of The Black-Eyed Peas will do the half-time show in one of those skimpy cheerleader outfits. That would work for me.

“I’m not a cheerleader. I’m an athletic supporter.” ~Author Unknown

Worst Super Bowl Ads

With Super Bowl Sunday only a few days away, it occurs to me that people watch the big game for one of three reasons – Football, Halftime, or the Commercials. Let’s take a moment to focus on the latter.

Corporate American shells out great big bucks for television time, this year estimated to cost around three million for a 30 second spot. The brightest, most creative minds in advertising, create, design, and direct these television moments, hoping with every prayer their ad will be the one everyone is talking about come Monday morning when the arm chair quarterbacking begins.

If you are a corporation buying these ads, you are gambling the firm you have chosen to run the campaign will put together a spot that resonates with consumers and not only informs, but entertains, even entice the viewer into a “Must have” mindset. I can think back and remember some of my favorites. There was the big McDonald’s showdown between Larry Bird and Michael Jordan – a spectacular game of Horse, if I remember right. There was also, “Thanks, Mean Joe,” three frogs croaking “Bud…Wise…Er,” and the Clydesdale’s taking a knee at Ground Zero. Think back to some of your favorites?

For every good commercial, there were a dozen flops, forgettable moments of TV that gave you enough time for a beer run or potty break. It’s those I present today. Advertising Age Magazine is running a poll at their site for the worst Super Bowl Ads of all time. There are 14 in their poll. I’m picking my worst three.

Super Bowl XL (2006) Bud Light: Sleigh ride (aka Farting Horse)


Super Bowl XXXI (1997) Holiday Inn: Sex Change


Any of the “Bud Bowls” (This one is BB4)

“Terry Bradshaw couldn’t spell ‘cat’ if you spotted him the ‘C’ and the ‘A.'” ~Thomas “Hollywood” Henderson, Dallas Cowboys linebacker (Super Bowl XIII)

Super Bowl

First Super Bowl - Jan 15, 1967

No, not the super bowl coming up on February 6. I’m talking about the first Super Bowl played on this date in 1967, between the Green Bay Packers and the Kansas City Chiefs. Nobody could have predicted what an event this game would become.  The Packers won the game behind the throwing arm of legendary Quarterback Bart Starr, 35 to 10. Americans were glued to their newly purchased television sets by the hundreds of thousands to watch the game, broadcast that day by NBC and CBS. Nobody remembers what ABC was doing at the time. Probably the agony of defeat.

In some circles this was referred to as the ‘Supergame,’ the first AFL-NFL World Championship game after the 1966 merger of the two leagues. A lot has changed in football since this day.  A few more teams have been added.  Salaries have gotten a little bigger. And the cost of a TV commercial is up just a tad.  Thirty seconds of commercial time at either network ran you a cool $42,000 dollars.  Last year’s game between the Saints and the Colts, that same air time would run you a whopping $2.6 million dollars. (If my calculations are correct that’s an inflation rate of – 6100%) I’m glad milk and eggs haven’t matched that trend. A dozen eggs would run you around $24 today.

In Super Bowl I, each player on the winning team, earned $15,000 dollars.  Each loser – $7,500. Last week, Peyton Manning earned approximately $1.5 million dollars in a losing effort to the New York Jets.

Tickets for that game were $12.00. (People thought was way too high) If you are going to the Super Bowl this year, plan on ticket prices starting at around $3000 in the nosebleed section. (If you can get them.) Scalper prices will be much higher.  Parking passes in the $150 neighborhood.

Watching the game on the big screen for free, six steps from a fully stocked refrigerator, is a lot friendlier on the wallet and doesn’t require a second mortgage.

So come Feb 6, when two teams roll into Dallas for the annual NFL money machine, one thing is certain. The happiest man in the NFL is their banker.

“What it was – was football.” ~Andy Griffith (1953)