It isn't easy getting through the weekend before the Super Bowl. I have noticed the nerves kicking in already.
What to watch on Sunday? What to talk about Monday morning? The mood is similar to a hurricane warning as families rush to the grocery stores to stock on milk, water, bread and duct tape.
Oh sure, you might torture yourself into believing the PRO BOWL is football. but we know better. On top of that the game is in ORLANDO. A city known for MICKEY MOUSE and sure enough, the Pro Bowl , is that. Slow motion, make believe blocks, and constant sideline interviews. Why not move it to Los Angeles with the other make believe teams? The proceeds feed into the money machine that is the NF-HELL. Networks are held hostage and forced to cover the event.
We, here at home, will attempt to think we know something about college hoops. We might even invite family members to interact with us. On second thought, we might just wash the car a couple of times.We will see if the lawn mower has recovered from it's 4 weeks in the garage. I suggest taking a trip to downtown Houston. You can watch the Super decorations coming together, and for the first time in months take a look at the 12th time the city has added on to the GRB Convention Center. As the BIG GAME nears look for increased security. Out of town K9 UNITS have been brought here. I had no idea there was a dog shortage in Southeast Texas.
The local newspaper pointed out an interesting item. 70 former area high schoolers have already played in the previous Super Bowls. Of course none of the schools names are the same. I think I will stay home and watch old Oilers tapes. Except for the Buffalo game, or the one where Mike Renfro was really in bounds.