Or not. What's up with so many of the Super Bowl commercials being posted on line? Aren't they usually a more closely guarded secret than the whereabouts of Jimmy Hoffa? Every time I open Facebook or turn on the news, there's another one either released or leaked or at least being teased.
Well, I for one refuse to watch. I want to see the Clydesdales, scantily clad women drinking beer, and Jerry Seinfeld in their full glory, keeping us entertained during play reviews, time outs, and between quarters. Halftime, of course, is reserved for preparing, serving, and consuming (more) food and beverages (no offense, Madonna. Well, maybe a little . . .).
If the commercials have all been seen before the big game, why doesn't somebody just post the final score in advance? Then the only thing creating suspense is seeing when and how Kelly Clarkson bungles the lyrics to the national anthem.
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