Sunday, February 7, 2010

Pass Dat Guacamole!

The Super Bowl is the Holy Land of the NFL. Every year millions of people tune in to watch for their own reasons. For some, its the commercials, for the others its the half time show and for me, it's research for finding who the fine men in NFL are. However, this year my purpose is to throw shade to Kim Kardashian.  Like I wonder if the Kardashian Klan would be Saints fans if they didn't have a personal stake in the matter. I originally planned on updating my Facebook statuses to make snide remarks at her, like Kim Kardashian wears a size 6 HAHAHA, but then I realized I'm giving her free publicity. But I digress. Before we get into the meat of things, I would like to say that this post will not get into the schematics of football. However, if you don't know anything about football, we cannot be friends. 


The commercials I anticipated the most, were the ones that failed miserably. I wanted the Tim Tebow commercial with the anti abortion message to be more touching. Not him tackling his mother. I mean he is a quarterback, at least have his mother catch a ball or get hit in the face. ANYTHING but what I got. I'm not a fan of Bud Light, but the commercials were fantastic. They were very creative. The commercial of the night that catered to the old woman in me was the Snickers commercial with Betty White and Abe Vigoda. The company that did THE BEST with their advertising was Doritos. "Keep your hands off my momma and don't touch my Doritos", accompanied by a slap, was the greatest thing I saw in the first half. Needless to say, that wouldn't have gone down had he hit that lil nigga with a freeze pop. When the second half came along, the Saints' Pierre Thomas scored, after I found out he was cute (moving anyway, because he is NOT photogenic), I was hit with the gem of Stevie Wonder playing Punch Buggy. How genius is that, because he's blind.


I'm not a rock fan. I get down with it occasionally but I need variety. When they announced that The Who would be be performing, I was less than thrilled. I like for my halftime show to have some soul. Thankfully, Queen Latifah was the redemption The Who. I would have preferred Rihanna, and we all know how I feel about her. As a sidenote, how cool would it be if someone could actually pull Troy Polamalu out of a hole, and if he saw his shadow we had 6 more weeks of football? That would be fantastic. Reggie Bush hasn't really done work in the past three seasons. He was eye candy and rightfully so because is DAMN FOINE. I put my money on the Saints solely because of Reggie Bush's cover of Essence. And If I ever hear that Kim had a problem with her man posing nekkid with his nipples out, I have a few things to say about that. But he did work for this game. I was honestly impressed. When they won, my first thought was "I'm rich bitch" even though I am not really a gambler. Nobody I know predicted the correct score. I was a little over zealous with my prediction with the Saints scoring 41 points, but whatever.


Hopefully the Saints will have a good season next year too, because the Steelers had an epically bad season after their SuperBowl 43 win. 


Lastly, everyone who doubts T-Pain, he's making his PAPER!





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