Pre Game (5 pm)
In preparation for a Superbowl party, my husband and I have rushed through three stores and made it back with only an hour left before kick off. With guests arriving (at any minute now), we have two people working in the same kitchen, both with full agendas and it is a madhouse!
I am expected to write several pieces all relating to the game and the commercials, so I am feeling especially rushed to have all my ‘other’ work done before kick off. I am also taking care of a 2-month-old baby boy (Tyler) who is strictly a Giants fan and could therefore care less about the Colts or the Bears. On top of everything else on my plate, I am making 2 cakes, and 4 home made sheet pizzas.
My husband, the social sports freak, is helping me with all the food because
1.) He knows how to throw a party, and
2.) He knows I am very, very overwhelmed with all the daily housework, taking care of the baby, and cleaning up after his remodeling-the-kitchen-floor project that took until 4 today to finish!
He too, has his hands full. He is making 2 salads, chicken wings, and all the typical ‘party’ snack platters.
We are still in the kitchen as our guests arrive, so everyone makes themselves at home in the living room.
I was just finishing up, pulling the last two pizzas out of the oven and putting boiled bottles back together when kick off took place. Who would have thought I would miss what was possibly going to be the biggest play of the game?
Chicago Bears player Devin Hester opens the game with a 92 yard touch down kickoff return!
(Fortunately in football, you can always catch the replays.) This beginning foreshadows that even if the commercials bomb, the game should be a good one.
Keep in mind that nobody is allowed to watch football in this house unless they are a Giants fan. For that reason, everyone allusively ‘voted’ for a team to win. The majority chose the Colts (regardless of my explanation that if it were a fight between a real bear and a baby horse, the bear would definitely win.)
This beginning offered hope for the very few of us that had chosen ‘Du Bearsh.’
Superbowl XLI began their line of commercials with one of the funnier Bud Light ads, in which a game of rock-paper-scissors is a bit more realistic than expected. This is followed by a Doritos contest winning commercial (another of the funniest played all night). Before we return to the game, there is a Blockbuster commercial, in which a gerbil is using a real mouse for a computer mouse. It generates a laugh at the very least.
Another commercial break passes before anything good really happens in the game, and this time the only commercials that really make anyone laugh are new Sierra Mist commercials, which we already know make us laugh year round.
When the game returns, Reggie Wayne from the Colts scores a touchdown, yet Vinatieri misses the kick, leaving ‘Du Bearsh’ with only a one point lead.
The Bears soon add another touchdown to their lead, thanks to Mohammed. By the end of the first quarter, we have only seen 4 commercials that really made anyone laugh their butts off, and the Bears lead the game 14-6.
My pizzas are almost half-gone, and all the salads, wings, and snacks have been devoured. I am holding out on the cake for now. Tyler is still sleeping in his car seat (the only place he will nap) dressed warmly in Giants gear.
The Colts take a field goal, and Rhodes gives the Colts another touchdown, bringing them their first lead in Superbowl 2007, a lead of 2 points.
The Colts also attempt a field goal before half time, yet miss.
Prince is performing the half time show, and although my mother was always a Prince fan, I have never really been so I am making Tyler a bottle. He is getting pissed that we would even dare to watch football when the Giants aren’t playing, but he is still only 2 months old. He’ll understand when he is older.
The food is nearly gone, but we haven’t run out of beer. We would, if the ‘not-quite-21-years-old-yet’ guests had their way, but they are not allowed to drink in this house. Sorry. More beer for us!
More guests are arriving, and a few are leaving (they would rather be where they are allowed to drink I am sure.)
Special effects during the half time show included a marching band with glow in the dark uniforms, and they glowed purple during ‘Purple Rain.’ Not quite Janet Jackson’s nipple, but Tyler enjoyed the colors. (Although my son would have flipped if he had caught that ‘slip up’ 2 years ago. He loves boobs.)
I wonder aloud if we can refer to the musical entertainer as ‘The artist formerly known as- the artist formerly known as Prince.’ Apparently, it wasn’t that funny. (But it still got more laughs than many of the commercials this year.)
The Colts raise their lead with another field goal. The few of us that had ‘voted’ for the Bears, by now, are switching their choice to the Colts, as the outcome is becoming clearer. The Colts have pulled themselves together.
To confirm this, Rhodes runs the ball 36 yards and brings it within the 10 yard line. The Chicago Bears defense manages to hold the Colts, so they pull out Vinatieri yet again for the field goal.
In a desperate attempt to bring the score closer, the Bears make a 44 yard field goal. As the 3rd quarter ends, the Colts are still leading 22 over 17.
I have taken out the cakes. They are delicious, and I hope there will be some left over on Monday. One is raspberry cream (or something like that) and it is so good I eat more than I should. I consider hiding it before anyone else sees it and it disappears.
By now, only one person is still ‘rooting’ for the Bears, and that person is whining as they come to terms with the reality that they are not looking too good.
The Bears throw an interception (picked off by Hayden) that leads to a 56 yard touchdown. Desperate, the Bears challenged the play (accusing Hayden of stepping out of bounds) yet the play stood.
The Colts win with a final score of 29 to 17. With 18 seconds still on the clock, Tony Dungy is ceremonially drenched in Gatorade, signaling the Indianapolis Colts victory in the Superbowl XLI.