Super Bowl Sunday is over. The Greenbay Packers are our Super Bowl Champions. Please notice the lack of an exclamation point. It was a great game none the less. My hats off to the Packers; they took advantage of the Steeler’s turnovers to win. It was one of the best Super Bowls I have watched in my life. It would have been better if Big Ben would have orchestrated the last minute heroics that he is known for, but it didn’t happen.
Enough about the awesomeness of the game itself and turn our attention to the lackluster Super Bowl commercials. Personally I can honestly say I laughed a grand total of 4 times, and out of those 3 were good; watching guys getting kicked in the nads is so over played.
So let’s rule out the Safe Auto commercial, that leaves us with Budweiser, Bridgestone, and VW. The angry cowboy breaking into Elton John’s timeless classic “Tiny Dancer” was so funny I nearly wet myself. The beaver saving the life of the man who spared his was so touching I was almost in tears, then top it off by the beaver throwing props to the man in car. The idyllic scenery of the woodland setting being broken by a boisterous black beetle with distinctive white racing stripes makes even a hardened Manday man like myself almost want to drive a cute little beetle around the block once or twice.
That was it, really? Super Bowl commercials should be super. Period. Half of us could come up with better stuff. People get paid millions to make us the all singing all dancing slaves of media. I say to all of those except the four mentioned commercials, boo.
If I missed good ones tell me about them so I can hit You Tube and maybe bring some joy into my post Super Bowl sadness.