Scribbler's Rave & Favorite Five: Super Bowl Edition

Although I'll give the nod to the Thanksgiving-Christmas holiday season being the most wonderful time of the year, Super Bowl Week has to be in the conversation for the most entertaining second fiddle.  I mean, what other major North American sporting event draws as much fanfare and drama as the Super Bowl before the 6:18-ish Sunday kickoff?  Maybe NBA All-Star Weekend in its heyday, but it still ain't the Super Bowl.  While it's rare for me to ever tell my readers to overlook any of my posts, please treat my earlier post about Super Bowl duds like a quarterback who threw an interception on his last drive.  Let's get to five Big Game Sunday Studs, i.e., my top five Super Bowls of all time...

1350 Okie Doke Street: The Super Bowl Brick Quintet

When someone or something doesn't live up to the hype, it goes without saying how disappointing it can be--especially when it involves who or what you love at least 85 percent more than anyone or anything else in  the world.  As an avid football who has been alive for 38 of the 50 Super Bowls, I have seen some memorable games which either met or exceeded expectations--which I'll get into in our last post of the day.  However, because the Super Bowl has become one of several American pastimes as well as the premier sporting event, the scuttlebutt and endless discussions leading up to the big game has also meant a few duds have occurred.  So in true "1350 Okie Doke Street" fashion--and because I haven't done one of these since November--one of the best ways to celebrate Super Bowl Week with New Problem Tuesdays is to share five of the most disappointing Super Bowls I've ever seen.  Let's relive some of that trash talk which fell flat, bets which didn't work in your favor, pizza and beer from 2002 you're still trying to work off and those four hours of your life you wish you could get back--or more if you watched every pregame special like the bonafide fanatic you are...

Note to Randy Moss: "We Don't Believe You, You Need More People!"

So the blog title is the first of two quotes by my favorite rapper of all time, Jay-Z.  We’ll get to the other one later.  Anyways, I’m sure that most football fans by now have heard about those interesting comments from San Francisco 49ers wide receiver Randy Moss during Media Day for Super Bowl XLVII.  Just in case you’ve chosen to tune out the world for a few days, here’s an excerpt:

How to Lose a Million Bucks In Seven Hours

So I was going to post a blog entry on Friday or Saturday previewing the conference championships, but I had a very busy weekend.  You shouldn't care about that though...you should care more about my keys to victory for each game, like Matt Ryan and Julio Jones lighting it up offensively or about Atlanta’s defense needing to contain Colin Kaepernick.  Conversely, you should concern yourself more with the in-depth analysis that I didn't share about how that same defense would forget Frank Gore and Vernon Davis and that the Niners’ defense would figure out a way to slow down Atlanta’s potent offensive attack.  By this point though, you should be telling me, “Yeah, that’s nice.  My two-year-old daughter could've told me that.”  Thus, it's time to skip to the reason you're reading this blog post in the first place…

The Morris Day Retirement Mardi Gras...Bowl

I know everyone saw the title of this blog entry and said in Scooby-Doo fashion, “ERR?” Just go with it for a second…this year’s Super Bowl is at the Mercedes-Benz Superdome in New Orleans. Instead of the über-talented Beyoncé Knowles-Carter performing as expected, the entertainment committee for the Super Bowl pulls a gutsy move and inserts Morris Day and The Time. Now you might ask, "Why would anyone with half a brain swap Beyoncé shaking her derriere in her Dereons for Morris Day’s mirror checks with Jerome Benton?" Simple…if the Ravens and Falcons somehow represent the AFC and NFC, only Morris Day has a song remotely cool enough (“The Bird”) to be the anthem for Super Bowl XLVII. I know...it won’t happen in a million years. You gotta admit though...the title drew your attention. Now for the main event...