Ah, Super Bowl Sunday. Seemingly a national holiday. One that no man would miss for anything. Well...except maybe for a musical.
What? You say? Shirking Man's Day for a not-so-manly musical? Yes, actually. I did that today. But before you start questioning my heterosexual credentials, know that I was at the Lion King the musical at the Benedum Center in Pittsburgh. No better? OK, it was my fiance's Christmas present. SHEESH. Give a guy with a previously unblemished record of manliness a break.
Yes, way back in November I purchased these tickets hardly knowing then that Super Bowl Sunday was on Feb. 3. She really wanted them and I was glad to buy the tickets. Fortunately for me, the Bengals were NOT playing in the game for the 19th-straight season and it was between the NFL's Evil Empire and a team from the city that I just can't root for.
While Eli Manning and the Giant's defense was orchestrating one of the great upsets in sports history and fans were forced to suffer through a lame-o halftime show, I was treated to a spectacle for the eyes and ears. There's nothing wussy about the theater. OK, maybe something. But to me, watching the Lion King was more macho than the media that was certainly slobbering all over pretty boy Tom Brady during the pregame.
When asked to pick a winner for this game, I refused, saying that I'd rather the stadium spontaneously combust. I walked out of the theater after a well-deserved standing ovation, got into my car and turned on the radio just in time to hear Tom Brady's go-ahead TD pass. I listened to the rest of the game in the car, as well. So basically, I heard everything of importance and missed hours upon hours of hoopla. It was almost like Tivo.
It's rather surprising that someone that has spent his entire life in sports, delving in sports, obsessed with sports, would miss football's greatest day. But maybe what's even more surprising is that I'm considering making this tradition. Miss three quarters of a game between two teams that I care nothing about and enjoy myself doing something else.
After all, the Bengals aren't getting there anytime soon.
By the way. It's officially baseball season. Go Reds.
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