There are few events more spectacularly over-the-top American as the Super Bowl. Even though I would by no means call myself a football fan – I played soccer, basketball and softball – I always watched the Super Bowl. Correction. I was in a room where the game was on and I at times watched the game. More often than that given the social person that I am, I just enjoyed the spectacle and the party. When I was a kid, my Dad always barbecued steaks and we would have snacks throughout the game. Later, I went to parties with friends. I’m not sure when salsa, guacamole and chips became the must-have snacks. Nor can I really say when the commercials became THE thing to watch. But I do know that they are all as much a part of the tradition as the game itself.
Even though the game time here in Stockholm was after midnight, I watched for a while. And it did make me laugh to hear the Swedish commentators talk about the game in Swedish. But I fell asleep on the couch before halftime. So I just watched the Madonna performance this morning – it seemed like a fine performance and very visual, but nothing as over the top as I might have expected. I watched a few of the commercials and while I have not seen them all yet, I did love the Ferris Bueller ad for Honda and the VW one with the dog getting back in shape. I’ll have to get back in touch with my American heritage and watch some more later.
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