Beyonce Can Sing!
Guys, this was NOT what the Super Bowl was About!
When you watch the Super Bowl there are images that come to mind. (Or, maybe just my mind because it’s a little odd anyway). The images appear, such as: What is Jerry Jones doing in Dallas? Is he sitting in a room staring at his treasures and crying in a beer (imported, of course), knowing that his dynasty is the one that should have been playing? Or is he perhaps with an astrologer getting his charts done to see if his team has a shot at next year’s Super Bowl? Is he wondering if he can pull Jimmy Johnson out of the announcer’s chair and pay him a load of cash to come back (even though he really didn’t like him to begin with), in order to get that ring?
What about John Elway? Is HE sitting in his house crying into a beer (not imported, because he has some great beer already at his disposal), staring at the Ravens on screen and wondering WHY? the heck and HOW? the heck they got past Manning? Perhaps he’s out with a Clydesdale asking these ‘masters of beer and football’ how the heck he can get the Bronco dynasty back?
Yup, they have issues, people. The Broncos need to pay for Manning’s exorbitant contract – Jerry Jones needs to pay for that exorbitant stadium – things are tight in the NFL.
And what did the news and press talk about almost all day yesterday before the game? Oddly enough, not the game. Everybody was so worried about this ridiculous halftime show. Halftime shows do go into the record books along with the game. From Janet Jackson’s unveiled appendage to her late brother’s performance – which is still the best halftime show the Super Bowl has ever had – performers have been knocked around, kicked around, interfered with – and beloved. It’s basically the second worst job to get right after hosting the Oscars. Frankly, the performers should have their own yellow flags to throw considering the smacks they get for even taking on the job in the first place.
I am a HUGE football fan, yes! I’m one of those who love everything about it. I also love the commercials – especially Budweiser – you guys STILL know how to make people laugh and cry. That Clydesdale commercial – that is, yet again, heart wrenching. I also love the halftime shows, although some more than others. And I was so beyond Beyonce – which frankly means, I was so sick of hearing about her – but I wanted to give the girl a chance. She lip-synched for the President. Does anyone out there really care? The President didn’t get too upset. He was re-elected, after all. He probably only wanted to head back to his big white home on Pennsylvania Avenue and have a glass of wine with his wife anyway. Now THAT chick was beautiful that night. He probably just wanted Beyonce to hurry up so he could flee.
So, Beyonce took the stage, released amazing intensity, vitality, vibrancy (insert any ‘y’ adjective you want to here). She took the stage once again with her buddies (are they?), Destiny’s Child, and now everyone should ‘can it,’ because she certainly proved she can sing. Not that she needed to, considering she’s been singing for a good, long time now.
Then…what many are calling Beyonce’s gift to the Super Bowl because she was basically tired of the flack – the lights went out. Maybe it was her energy, Maybe the angels above wanted to hear more of her and see less of the 49ers because, let’s face it, before the halftime show they looked like a startup team that was pulled in off the pre-Mardi Gras streets because the real 49ers couldn’t make it. There are others who will say that the lights went out in ‘Georgia’ – nope, New Orleans – simply because the angels wanted to SEE the 49ers at least once before the Super Bowl came to an end. So they stopped the game and allowed them to come back from wherever they had went. Because after the lights came back on – so did the 49ers.
Beyonce sang. The Ravens annoyed (even their own fans, by the way). I was amazed listening to a radio program this morning that fans were a bit miffed about the game. Even though their boys won and brought the Lombardi trophy home, people were saying that in the second half they were terrible and they only won by THREE points. Guys, you only need to win a football game by one, so your Ravens were ahead of the game. And I’m sure, especially watching that second half and seeing Kap and his teammates shine, that they wish they had won by three.
The ups and downs this year were monumental and literally, amazing to watch. Just when you thought one week that a specific team was headed straight to the ‘big show’ they fell apart. And the next week, the underdogs seemed to overtake the pros as if they were trained by some sort of secret government organization where they believed the game was a mission…and they CHOSE to accept it.
The New York fans were stunned this year because their Giants had a bit of a hiccup in their play. Many wanted the Super Bowl to be Manning versus Manning and received Harbaugh versus Harbaugh instead. While many hid their faces because the coat on their coat rack at home says ‘Jets’ and they were afraid of being punched out on the subway when they wore it in public.
And the Packers? Green Bay has to deal with all that snow, they shouldn’t have had to deal with such a let down. But…with Kap coming back, the NFC is going to have to face a rookie as he gets better and better and better. So, no, the 49ers jerseys aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.
What we can take away from this Super Bowl is the following:
Joe Flacco will be getting a raise (and deserves one). As his coach said, his fire burns, it just burns more quietly than other quarterbacks;
Ray Lewis is exiting a winner (and a loser in many peoples’ eyes);
Kap had his 10th NFL start – in the Super Bowl of all places – and will find himself back there more than once in his career.
…And, yes, Beyonce can sing! So, please shut up about that one!
Next up in sports? I know, I know – shake your head now and try to get rid of that Super Bowl hangover before going to work. But there are other sports, guys…just not ones that are THIS much fun!
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Until Next Time, Everybody,