Completely Ignorant Super Bowl Extravaganza

Introduction

Yeah, I said Super Bowl.  Whatchoo gonna do about it NFL?  Sue me?  Go ahead, do it, and I’ll bring your whole stupid farce of a league down around your heads.  The Immaculate Reception and The Tuck Rule both just happened to be against the Raiders?  Two franchise altering and ultimately dynasty launching plays in the playoffs against the exact same team?  And that’s only the tip of the iceberg.  Once I’m done Alex Jonesing you, my cadre of minions will boycott everything that contains an N, and F, or an L, including your fraudulent product.  I’ve already gotten 4 other people to join me in my anti-Super Bowl party and there’s many more just waiting for a ridiculous cult leader to rise from the population and lead them away from your web of lies.

Okay, did I scare them off?  Yes?  Whew.  It was tough keeping up that insane prattling just to throw them off the scent.  I just wanted them to go away so that I can freely use the word Super Bowl without fear of being sued by the league.  Normally, I wouldn’t be worried, but with all of this talk of tanking ratings, concussion protocol, and terrible product on the field, I wouldn’t doubt that they’d come after some tiny web page in the corner of the internet.  They might actually need the money.

As people tell us, if you misrespect ol’ Glory, she gonna get her revenge! Sad!

Okay, now that the silliness is over, let’s get to the game.  We will have time for silliness after.  It is a serious and solemn occasion after all.  There’s no time for silliness in a child’s game!

What Philadelphia brings to the game

Good cheese steaks that have somehow been elevated to the status of national icon.  The cradle of American democracy even though the revolution started in Massachusetts.  Rioting fans that somehow caused the police there to rub Crisco on light poles.  At least, that’s the official story.  Maybe some rogue cop there just likes rubbing Crisco on light poles.  Some dude did still ascend a light pole smothered in Crisco.

Oh, I’m supposed to talk about the football team here.  Apparently, Philadelphia has a great defense.  They said that about Minnesota and Jacksonville, too.  The former did what Minnesota does and broke their fan’s hearts by rolling over in an NFC Championship in which they could have played in the Super Bowl in their home stadium.  The latter played right into script by folding in the second half and letting the Patriots dance all over our broken hearts once again.  So, I don’t know what to make of the Eagles defense.

Could these guys electric slide all over Brady (boogie oogie oggie)? Sure. Sh’yeah, and monkeys might fly out of my butt.

We’ve seen that the way to get to Brady is the way you get to all quarterbacks.  You pressure him up the middle and take away his ability to step up out of your pressure on the ends.  Everyone knows the formula.  So far, only a select few teams have been able to execute the strategy in the playoffs and only one has been able to in the Super Bowl.  So, pardon me if I’m not overwhelmed by your ridiculous discussions of the Eagles defense.

Speaking of recency bias, how about Nick Foles!  I was guilty of the same thing last week in my pick of the Vikings.  Now, it seems like all of America, clinging to some faint hope of a Patriots loss, is using that logic to elevate Nick Foles to Doug Williams status.  Again, I’m not going to say that he can’t do what he did against the Vikings.  I’m just saying that it is highly unlikely.  He’s playing against Negan Belichick and his version of Lucille, Tom Brady.

This picture redacted due to depictions of eye related mishaps. Just know that the Patriots will give us all the Glenn treatment tomorrow.

Other than those two talking points that have saturated popular culture enough to even make it into a brain that has tried to avoid all discussion of the Super Bowl these last two weeks, I think the Eagles might have a decent running back, maybe two.  Their coach is apparently a guy who knows how to do football things and tell other guys how to do football things.  What does it all add up to?  The Eagles will use all of that to build a 10+ point lead in the first three quarters.  Congratulations, guys, but a football game is 4 quarters long.  That’s how math works.

What New England brings to the game

Fans that think that the NFL was founded in 2001 when football Jesus descended from the football heavens above with a football shirt and pants on his body, and a football hat on his head.  Fans that used to be known for rioting and occasionally urinating on one another in drunken fits of drunkeness, but are now much more sophisticated and refined in their drunken behavior.  Stephen King, though he’s more of a baseball fan and I think he might have somehow avoided Patriots fever.  Probably his experience with Captain Tripps.  Clam chowder that has rightly been elevated to national icon status.

I’m biased here. I can’t talk bad about the region or people. I may hate the Patriots, but I love New England. That’s why my snark might be dialed down a bit. Apologies.

And, again, here we are at the place where I have to talk about football.  Everyone tells me that this Patriots defense is not as good as Patriots defenses of the past.  I hear that Tom Brady is 40 years old and that father time is undefeated.  There have been reports that Bill Belichick, Tom Brady, and Robert Kraft had a little fight a couple of weeks ago over Jimmy G-sus and Brady’s role on the team going forward.  Gronkenstein went out last game with a concussion.  Edleman has been hurt for much of the season.  I’m here to tell you that none of this means a damn thing.

You can cling to whatever sliver of hope speaks to your stupid little heart.  I’ve seen this story in some form or another many times over the past decade.  I don’t suffer entertainment that becomes so predictable as to be boring.  And, I don’t suffer false hope.  Do not.  I repeat.  Do not hate watch this game thinking that the Eagles will win.  You will waste 4 hours of your life.

The zombies will always breach the perimeter in the last 2 minutes of the show. Joffrey will Joffrey even harder just when you think that he couldn’t be any more Joffrey. And, the Patriots will win this damn game.

The Gordian Aiden

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned in this article that I haven’t watched the Super Bowl in over a decade.  I’ve had to say it so much to so many people that it doesn’t even sound like real words to me anymore.  Well, I haven’t.  I took an assessment of my life, a la my Skyrim days and I decided that I didn’t like the person I was becoming in regards to the NFL.  There were other triggers, as well, and I didn’t like how other people in my life were falling into the gravitational pull of the league either.  We’d be on vacation and people would disappear into a bar to watch the Patriots game instead of doing vacation things.  It’s almost a disorder.

Instead of the Super Bowl, our family has thrown an anti-Super Bowl party.  We watch a marathon of movies or TV shows together and I still cook food as if we were watching the Super Bowl.  Potato skins, chicken fingers, nachos, pizza, etc.  We just don’t watch the game.  Well, it got out that Aiden wants to watch the game this year.  It’s most likely because his friends are talking about it.  That brings up a bit of a dilemma.  Christine hates football.  I’ve gotten used to not watching the game.  But, we also don’t want to dictate what he does with his life.

Okay, it’s not Gordian Knot level, but both of us have expressed our deep displeasure at having to break our tradition for this silly game.

Well, my friend Craig, who I’ve mentioned a few times on the page, invited us over. He was very careful with his words because he knows that the only one in the family who wants to watch the game is Aiden.  I told him in no uncertain terms that I have no interest in the game.  I’m not playing that up to make this article seem more intellectually honest as being “completely ignorant”.  I don’t want to watch a single minute of this game.  I don’t want to see highlights.  I don’t want to know stats or the score.  It will be impossible to do so, of course, but the longer I can stem the tide of Patriots revulsion, the better I will be for it.

So, I’m not sure how I’m going to do it, but I think we might end up at his place.  He’s got a big place and I can avoid the game without seeming too antisocial.  Christine likes to hang out and talk with his wife and he says the only other people that are there are Patriots haters.  I wish them well in their hate watch, but I’m not falling for it this time.

The Pick

I’m 5-5 so far in these playoffs.  I don’t know if my crystal ball is just foggy.  I’ve gone 8-2 in my ignorant picks as recently as three years ago.  Maybe this NFL season was just especially wacky.  I have to admit that I never thought at the beginning of the season that I’d be picking between the Vikings and Eagles in the NFC Championship or that the Jaguars would beat my Steelers in a game in which the two teams scored 87 points combined.

But, here we are.  I mentioned last week that choosing this game is like choosing between sawing off my leg and bleeding to death vs. letting the rot slowly spread through my body.  It’s an apt metaphor and the main reason that I can’t hate watch this game.  I hate the Patriots.  That’s been established.  I hate the Eagles just as much, if not more.  That’s in the DNA of every red blooded Pittsburgher.

Though, to be honest, my true hatred of Philly sports teams lies with the Flyers. They can go straight to hell.

Who do I want to win?  The answer in any Patriots Super Bowl is always “not the Patriots”.  Who are “not the Patriots” this year?  Well, fate being the cruel mistress she is, they are the Eagles.  So, the true answer is, “I don’t care.  Just end this stupid spectacle already.”  Well, what about the commercials, you may think.  I feel like the commercials peaked about 5 or 6 years ago just before they started releasing them online before the game.  Huh, I guess I am somewhat affected by spoilers.  The halftime show?  Justin Timberlake?  Eh, sure, I guess.  What’s he gonna do, dress as a troll and sing with Anna Kendrick?  I’d tune in for that.  Maybe.  Prop bets?  Not a gambler.

Who do I think will win?  Crazy things can happen.  Somehow in the recent past, we went sideways in time and now exist in the universe where Donald Trump is president of the USA.  However, I don’t see any way that the Eagles win this one.  Heck, I’ll take the loss and go 5-6 in these playoffs to be wrong.  But, even if they did, so what?

I just hope that it doesn’t take very long to bleed to death.

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