I’ve always loved watching sports on TV since my parents are die-hard sports fans, however (American) football had become one of my least favorite sports to watch as of late. Only reason being is because my local NFL teams are pretty much has beens as the San Francisco 49ers ruled the 80s and early 90s while the Oakland Raiders ruled the 70s (which I wasn’t born yet). However, the match up between past Super Bowl champ Indianapolis Colts and the underdog team, New Orleans Saints, really intrigued me to watch the actual game itself and not watch just for the witty and funny commercials. Unfortunately this year’s Super Bowl commercials were kinda weak compared to the ones in the past years.
Earlier at church today, I was expecting that the youth group would be sponsoring their chapter of the annual SOUPER BOWL of Caring, in which they raise money for the homeless and the hungry and feed them soup during this early year historical Sunday for (American) football and beyond. What I was not expecting was that our pastor actually prayed in a mass that the New Orleans Saints would win this year’s Super Bowl. Now, I’m not overly religious, but that doesn’t mean I’m acting all Atheist and what not (I am an active Catholic after all), but I don’t find it appropriate for the priest to actually make a prayer to have the Saints win. His reasoning wasn’t flattering to me either. His only reason why he wanted the Saints to win was because as Catholics (and other Christian sects who look up and support the saints in the past) we have to support any team that’s somewhat related to Christianity. The New Orleans Saints name was only influenced by its historical French culture (as we all know most French are Catholic) in Louisiana, as well as the historical jazz song When the Saints Go Marching In (it’s somewhat of a Children’s song too, had to learn the song when I was in 5th grade). Just now after I read the Wikipedia article about the team, the foundation of the team franchise was on November 1st, 1966— All Saints Day. Thus, the team name Saints came about.
I understand that you would root for the Saints because you want the underdog team to win or simply because you have beliefs of this team’s talent, but to root for them just because they’re religiously connected? That’s just inappropriate reasoning to me.
My family and I love to see underdog teams upset the more popular teams. The Indianapolis Colts have won a Super Bowl championship not too long ago and the Colts’ quarterback, Payton Manning, pretty much became a household name. Not very many people (including me) recognized the Saints’ quarterback, Drew Brees, but with his close to record complete passes in the game, his name will become a household name. I have never seen any quarterback from any team who made complete passes to their receivers throughout the entire game. I admit that I missed the first quarter of the game because I was taking a nap, reading, or playing video games when I forgot the time the game was going to start, but according to my dad, Brees played so well that he truly matched the power of (Payton) Manning’s arm in that game. Something like that.
The halftime show was pretty awesome. It had The Who performing it. Sure, the halftime shows were not as high energy as the ones in the past (and I still remember the whole Janet Jackson incident in those Super Bowl halftime shows. I forget which year was it), but it was still an awesome performance. My parents recognized them as they did grow up (well, not quite. They were just starting college when The Who debuted as a band in the public). I was hoping they would sing the entire Hold Me, Feel Me, Touch Me song (which was one of the songs they sung during the original 1969 (?) Woodstock Festival) but Roger Daltrey only sang the first few lines and not the chorus part. They did perform the now-famous Who Are You?, which is also the theme song for the hit primetime crime drama series CSI (the original one, not the Miami or the New York one).
Anyway, the game was fun. We just had a small gathering with some refreshments from fresh popcorn, baked potato chips, and beverages (beer to the dudes, soda to my mom and sisters, and iced milk tea for me haha!). We had fun screaming and complaining when there was a yellow flag, and since we’ve got an awesome huge screen HDTV, it felt as if we were actually at the game.