A trip to the grocery store this week showed lots of empty spaces in the chips aisle. Hmm, could that be because of the crazy weather and bad roads we’ve had or was it because the Big Game is Sunday?
The Big Game — the Super Bowl — has become more of an event than a sporting competition. Sure, two teams will play and one will win the championship, but the percentage of Americans who care about the outcome vs. the number who are more concerned about the party is probably leaning 60-40 in favor of the party. (And that’s a conservative guess.)
When did it become so big and such an event? Is it because it’s held in the dead of winter when we’re looking for any excuse to socialize? I mean, we don’t hear about World Series parties or NBA hoop-las.
Or is it because of the Super Bowl ads that have become so iconic that they give non-football fans a reason to want to watch — even if it is just to know what your co-workers are talking about around the water cooler. (OK, tweeting about in twitterdom, these days.)
I am guilty of being in that 60 percent. I count myself as being in that percentage that cares more about the event than the sheer sportsmanship. I like sports — raising two boys you kind of have to. Before my sons were born the only sport I cared about was baseball. Coming from New York that is THE sport. But with two sons I learned about and appreciated football, basketball, soccer, tennis and track.
My eldest son is a true sports fan. I used to tell people I could always tell which kid was home last when I turned on the TV because when it was my eldest, the channel was always on ESPN. So when he lived at home there were more football, basketball and baseball being watched.