The Stupor Bowl

I love sports as much as the next person, almost as much as I dislike the hype that comes with it.  But the Super Bowl yesterday was frankly— NON-COMPETITIVE.  Poor ole Patrick Mahomes didn’t have even 3 seconds to get rid of the ball, so strong was the pass rush of the Eagles,  and they didn’t even blitz.   This led to uncharacteristic mistakes, and pretty soon, in fact before half time things were looking really dire for the repeat winners of the super bowl the last two years.  Even Andy Reid and Travis Kelce combined couldn’t rescue the Chiefs. If you thought at the beginning of the second half something better would happen for the Chiefs, you were dead wrong.  The Eagles defense put on one of the most dominant performances ever in the Super Bowl, and even though the Chiefs bottled up Saquon Barclay for most of the game, Mr. Hurts ran all over the place, and made enough excellent throws to make this a massacre.  By the fourth quarter, even Tom Brady couldn’t make this game interesting.   So there will be no three peat, probably ever considering how many good teams there are in the NFL and how many injuries change the course of a team’s chances.

But as for the halftime show, it was the worst ever. Kendrick Lamar may be a talented rap and hip hop artist, but he spoke so fast, and mostly too softly to make any sense out of his message.  There were no memorable tunes involved, unlike the Weekend’s performance a few years back, or Drake’s. I would guess most of the audience, after the first five minutes went to get refreshments with puzzled looks on their faces.  And the sponsor of the performance, namely Apple Music, should have previewed and vetted the performance before letting that on the field for millions worldwide to puzzle over.  At least Samuel L. Jackson as Uncle Sam  was colorful, but even he looked bemused.

So congratulations to the Eagles for one of the most dominant Super Bowl performances ever.  They earned it, and I hope the parade in Philly is more fun than the game.   The final score—- Philly Cheese Steak 40,  K.C. Brisket a mere 22.   Even the ads were mostly duds, with rare exceptions…  and to think we could have had a real musician with vocal talent bring us an uplifting message… like this…