Super What Now?

Don’t care about the Bears, don’t care about the Colts, and, more to the point, don’t really care much about football. Any really interesting ads will show up on YouTube. Therefore: No Super Bowl watching plans. Will probably get some reading done.


43 Comments on “Super What Now?”

  1. likewise, of course.

    The only time I’ve ever seen any part of a Superbowl was the time I wanted to see the Apple HAL 9000 commercial. I think that was in 2000. Before youtube, anyway.

  2. OMG. Chicago will need grief counseling if the bears lose. I actually want them to lose, I’ve heard so much about the $%@!# game I could cry.

    Today I am staying safely geeky and not venturing into football but watching Jeeves and Wooster on my TV with some ice cream. *depressed*.

  3. Vikings fan here. Hate the Bears (division rivals), so I’m watching and hoping that the Colts crush them.

    What this country needs is a WallBall League. I’d definitely watch that. ;-)

  4. I’m always getting strange reactions from most of the people I know when they ask me who I’m rooting for in the play-offs or whatever and I innocently respond “What play-offs?”

    I put a big essay up on my website, under the Distal Muse link (in Archives) called Super Bull which, albeit at some length, sums up my attitude toward all professional sports.

    Donna is staying home from work today (long story) and reading. We may watch an old tape of Hortatio Hornblower. I’ve been reading Vinge’s Rainbows End–enjoying it immensely–and I’m struggling mightily with an obstinate chapter 18. The sun is out, I’ve been to the gym, we have food…life is good.

  5. Statistics homework. And my sweetie is doing a full run through of his Algorithms qualifier. We’re so exciting.

    (And yes, for me stats is better than football)

  6. We’re going out for a nice dinner, on the theory that it will be fairly free of crowds between the cold and the football.

  7. I’ll be up at 0230 anyway, so I’ll be watching on our fucked up TV. Actually, even if I didn’t have to be up, I would be; I love football. It’s my second straight Super Bowl in Iraq; there better not be a third.

    Tracey C.: Football has stats. ;)

  8. It doesn’t show until 10 PM here. Some of my classmates are making a thing of it, but there’s no way I’m spending hours in a smokey faux-American pub watching football. I didn’t even know what sport the colts played until a few hours ago.

    I think I’ll be spending ‘superbowl time’ either sleeping, writing, or photoshoping (alas, actually just GIMPing) pictures of the ruined WWI/WWII base I toured today. That, or going to a local pub where there’s free traditional music and cheap drinks (I don’t know why, but Coke tastes a heck of a lot better on this side of the atlantic).

  9. I don’t care who wins as I’m a Chiefs fan, but I will be watching. The Super Bowl is an occasion that provides an excuse to get together with some friends, share some good times, and food that is bad for you. It’s not so much about the game as it is about the occasion. For some it is basketball, for some it is Dungeons and Dragons, for others it is a book club, for still others it is the Super Bowl. Personally, I’ll use any one of those as an excuse to be with the people I like, and who like me back.

  10. homework, and rehearsal.

    i foolishly scheduled a rehearsal during the super bowl, because i didn’t remember when it was. so we shall see if the actors actually show up, or just blow me off.

  11. I’m definitely watching. Go Bears!! But even if I weren’t interested in a team playing, I’d still watch – it’s not just about the game, its an excuse for a barbecue and a party. It’s like the 4th of July, it’s a social event.

  12. I have no interest in football. And I would be satisfied watching the commercials on YouTube. However, I was invited to a SuperBowl party. And the prospect of food, beer and friends won out over writing.

    I think that’s why I don’t get enough writing done. I need to kill my friends.

  13. That’d do it, Metal.

    Darren, I hope you have a blast. Not really my thing (especially in smokey bars full of locals who want to tell me what an idiot Bush is. I mean, I kinda know that better than they do), but far be it for someone who attends SFF conventions to knock on other people’s leisure activities.

  14. I don’t think I’ve ever watched the Superbowl. I pay very little attention to professional football, apart from occasionally watching a Lion’s game if someone has us over on a Sunday. It could be, however, that I’m, erm, completely and totally deadened to interest in pro football because of the consistent level of SUCK the Lions put out there every year.

    College ice hockey, professional ice hockey, college football, Pistons-when-they-are-good. That’s it. My job has perpetually soured college basketball for me, unfortunately.

  15. I actually probably will go to the first superbowl party I’ve been to since I was a kid tagging along with the ‘rents. A friend of mine was tasked with identifying the worst commercial of the second quarter for a marketing class and decided to make a party of it. He’s never held a superbowl party before, so I expect it may be somewhat… nontraditional. But we’ll see.

  16. Why would I ruin my one day off watching football? I’ve got a house to clean up a bit, movies to watch, and dinner is not going to make itself. I wonder what it says about football that I would rather clean my apartment then watch the game.

  17. My son is working on a science project tonight, and I get to listen to the presentation and time it.

    However, he needs your help, John.

    The presentation is on the use of DDT to prevent the spread of malaria, the WHO on one side and the WWF on the other. We’re stuck. We need something snappy and creative, so we thought we’d ask you.

  18. It’s my birthday today. Do you know how hard it was to plan my birthday tea around the Superbowl????

    (PS. John, there is no better way to celebrate my birthday than reading books. When I die, I will be the patron saint of Too Many Library Books Checked Out At Once.)

  19. Actually, yes. I have a copy of The Ghost Brigades that I’m about half way through. I’ll probably get another 1/4 of the way through today.

  20. I’m going up to see Kodo “samurai percussionists” with my sister, her son, and some old friends from college. Then we’re forced to find a restaurant with a TV so the one man in our group can watch the superbowl. Meh.

  21. I’m making goulash over at my brother’s house for the extended family, so we can watch the commercials, play cards, eat, and hang out.

  22. Ha, I actually spent the morning teaching a class to our students marking the one year anniversary of our yoga studio’s opening. I actually cried as I thanked them. Then I gave away tons of free classes!

    Then I cleaned out the last bits of crap from the old apartment. We are free.

    Then I arrived in new apartment where Mrs. Chang and a dear friend were unpacking boxes and make our home more livable.

    I look froward to a bit of quiet when Mrs. Chang goes to my parents house to have herself a relaxing bath. I will either finish a book, put up plastic on the windows or – oh, shit, I’m being given the afternoon’s marching order!

  23. I think the only time I ever watched the Super Bowl was the last time the Bears were in it. And that was probably purely by accident.

    I think I will probably work on a couple of reviews for A Chocoholic UnAnonymous for later uploading.

  24. Oh, come on. Everybody knows that the Superbowl is the Secular American equivalent of a high holy day. It’s just plain wrong not to watch! My friends and I use it as an occasion to get together and hang out. In that vein, in the other room, some of my friends will be playing Liturgical Twister. (Red = Pentecost, Blue = Advent, etc) What can I say? I go to an overly Lutheran University…

  25. Gordon: Yes, but I *hate* stats. Which is only a subset of professional sports, which I hate *more*.

    I’ve been telling people for years that my divorce decree states that I never have to watch professional sports again. And I haven’t. (almost 6 years)

  26. My mother-in-law invited her brother and mother to watch the Super Bowl at our house. Then a couple of days later she told us about it. [long rant about evil mother-in-law deleted.] So my plan is to hide upstairs as long as humanly possible. *sigh*

  27. I’m currently watching, under protest. I live in a house with three males, two of whom are football fans (the four-year-old couldn’t care less).

    The commercials vaguely comfort me. Vaguely.

  28. Argh, Bears lost. If anyone here cares.

    Well, I thought Prince’s halftime show wasn’t too bad. Much better than the Stones last year.

  29. I had a group of SciFi friends over for a viewing of Majority Report followed by a spirited discussion of the film and the PK Dick short story that was its inspiration. Oh, and I made chili, spaghetti and cooked some all beef hotdogs. Yep, Cincinnati Chili and cheese coneys for everyone!

    I didn’t watch the Superbowl. It has become a parody of a championship game. Blech. As an alternative to mind numbing boredom that this annual spectacle has become, I read some of the stories from Stars, the Mike Resnick and Janis Ian edited book I’ve been meaning to get to for quite some time.


  30. I went to a SB party in one of the Chicago suburbs. I stayed in the kitchen to guard the ribs, chipotle shrimp, curry, chili (three kinds) and four kinds of chicken. For me, the only excitement was the host’s Chow, old, nearly blind, mostly deaf and all the way arthritic, biting my wife on the hand.

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