| The Deep End With Rob Figulski |
| We welcome contributing writer Rob Figulski, a golf teaching professional living in Florida. He is (or thinks he is) an expert on sports, politics, music and the Weather Channel. Above all, a good friend and one heck of a poker player. |
| "Boy, I sure wish there was a football game tonight!" I said to my wife. Looking confused she said, "But honey, the Super Bowl is today isn't it?" I laughed and sat my wife down and started talking to her, like a grandfather surrounded by the grandkids listening to war stories and how bad the Johnson years were. I told her there was a time where 2 teams, one from the AFC and the other from the NFC, played together for the championship of the NFL. For a time it was called the Super Bowl. It was the main focal point for the day. But not anymore. I went on for about an hour or so, and before I realized it she was sitting in a corner, all crawled up in a ball, a thumb in her mouth, and whimpering like an abused puppy. So I figured I should wrap it up in about 5 minutes. Seriously, has the Super Bowl just gone too far? Have commercials and their money just took over this game? Other sports, like say the World Series, just play ball. The same with NBA, NHL, Final Four, and even the dreaded national championship of NCAA football. Why can't we just play the game and see who wins? I don't want to see a 24-hour pre-game show which shows how tough the streets were for the backup nose guard for the Rams when he was growing up, or how the hot-dog vendor in the Super Dome prepares for the big game. I don't want to see stupid Pepsi commercials with girls sucking themselves into a bottle or the frogs in a Budweiser 60 second, 3.4 million- dollar flick thinking they are funny (which they never have been and never will be). And the worst is the 2 hour-teen star studded-pop music extravaganza half-time show, sponsored by Doritos. I want to see the two best teams at the end of the year play for the championship. That's it. Will it ever be that way? Don't ever count on it. Why? Money! Pure and simple. It's an event that the whole world shuts down to watch. With the exceptions of pizza joints and convenience stores for the occasional beer run, everything closes. Even other television networks schedule Alf reruns because they know nobody is going to watch. I think one of the main points is not having the event at a neutral site. They should have it at the team with the best record�s home field. That way they don't have time to schedule and plan three years in advance for all the extra crap. One week apart from the conference championships, too, instead of the two week gap that we have most years. Anyway, this Super Bowl will not be a great one, so don't get your hopes up Patriot fans. Get yourself prepared to be 0-3 in the big game, and pray it won't be a replayed SBXX rout when someone named Refrigerator stomped your ass. Oh, you weren't supposed to be in that Super Bowl either. I think a Bears-Dolphins game would have been much better, but thanks anyhow. I would complain about the Pats winning the AFC Championship this year, otherwise known as the "coach�s challenge bowl," but I'm not because you shouldn't have even have been to that game! Why couldn't it been the Raiders and the Steelers playing for the crown of the conference? Wouldn't that be much better, like old times? Noooooo, couldn't have that. So, have fun Boston Pilgrim fans or New England or whatever the hell you are, have fun, because Warner and the Greatest Show on Turf boys will have a field day with you. You fans drive me nuts! Makes me want to denounce my Celtics. Yeah that's it! I'm going to root for a NBA team more close to home, Go Cavs! .........................uh.............humm............OK maybe not. Go Celts. And as for the Pats.... go to hell. It's called the Super Dome. Bring your asbestos suit, because you'll need it. |
| Rob's update for 2/03/02: |
| (Rob Figulski is a contributing writer from Florida who gets pretty upset at Pittsburgh Steelers losses. He lives with his lovely wife Kayti and thier two cats, all of whom pretty much deserve sainthood at times for just putting up with him.) |