I'm not convinced with the arguments and logic on why would I watch the Superb Owl, and learning it's history isn't enough learning.
So, a few hours later, after my Financial management class, I was comfortably seated on my rock-a-bye-baby chair with a beer in one hand and a barbecue in the other, not to mention the cigarettes, ice cream, potato chips, and all the other junk food a health-conscious dietitian would love to curse all scattered over the center table.
I want to know what all this buzz is about, and as they say, to see is to believe.
First off was the national anthem of America sung by Jennifer Hudson, in my opinion one of the most stirring and proud performances of the anthem.
The early part was pretty boring in my perception. I don't know if it's because I'm not used to watching football or it's really boring, but as the fans at the stands rise and rejoice at every touchdown, score, or whatever thing they call it, I also felt something inside me—maybe the effects of alcohol.
The second half was furious; at least that's my conclusion after taking a look at the crowd in attendance. Hence, my stomach is also furious.
The last minute was crazy, as a man from the yellow team catches a wild pass, makes a 50-meter dash, lies on the field, and the crowd goes nuts. My reaction: "He just ran!"
Well, watching the Super Bowl for me is like watching a foreign movie other than an English, Spanish, or Filipino movie with no caption at all. I didn't understand what's going on, but still, somehow I've learned one thing...
Sometimes sports is a common denominator that unifies people.
Well, maybe next year I'll understand the game better. Still I appreciate it and will always love to learn about it.