Every day is special if
you invest it in others and getting to know them better.
Every year it’s the same old thing, two weeks before
the Super Bowl, the hype train comes rolling down the tracks. It gets so bad
sometimes I just want it to stop. Talk
about controversy and shocking new twists and doubters galore. Not to mention some don’t even tune in for
the game, but rather are entertained by the commercials and halftime
performance.
It is time for a reality check. Can you name the big media stories or commercials
or halftime performance from last year’s Super Bowl? From two years ago? Or better yet, from five
years ago? Most of us cannot…
For me, I can remember many a Super Bowl when no one
seemed much to care. It was important,
but people did not stop what they were doing for it. I can remember as a kid, well before
video recording devices, when I missed parts of the game due to going
to church. There were even some years when I
went to a church camp for a weekend and missed the whole game. The earth kept spinning and I survived.
In some ways I long for those simpler times. Like the Coke commercial in which Mean Joe Greene
tossed his jersey to a young fan who gave him his Coke. Like when the halftime was performed by
marching bands and none of us even heard of a wardrobe malfunction. Like when pregame shows were more like an
hour instead of lasting all day long.
Somewhere along the way we fell in love with the hype, the
baloney, the banter, the stirring every one up into a frenzy. Kind of like when you hear a used
car salesman on the radio tell you he is having a year-end blow out sale like you have never
seen of before or ever will again.
As I grow older, I become more concerned with the
people I spend my time with, such as friends and family, not the event so much.
Life is so short. And what did we do on the first February of
the year before the Super Bowl fifty one years ago, anyway? Probably, we just entertained each other by chewing the fat with one another or played
card games together or shoveled snow depending on your location.
In a perfect world, it would be nice to just watch a
good game and well if the game gets out of hand, change the channel and watch some
old Andy Griffith re-runs. Then again,
maybe I wouldn’t, but it is nice to remember that there are other things in the
world besides just being entertained by men who run around with helmets on
crashing into one another.
A super quandary should
be who we spend special times with, not the event itself.
Swavel
