I just don't get it. Born and raised in Madison, Wisconsin, if there was ever a Superbowl that I should have cared about, this was the one. I didn't even watch it. The husband did, and I popped down once and a while to be with the family, but I was busy...napping, doing laundry, sweeping the floor. I understand that this is a cultural event. Seven layer dip, beer, friends.....commercials. Had we been invited to a party, I may have gotten into it a little, or at least the guacamole. A party is a party.
But the obsession with a team, I just can't comprehend. Take my husband, he is a die-hard Twins fan. He wants to watch all of the games. He gets agitated if "his" team has a bad play, his mood can actually be impacted by a game. There are plenty of fans that take the whole thing very seriously. They wave flags from their cars, they have superstitions and lucky jerseys, their calendars revolve around game day. Why? Are the players their friends? At least in my husband's case I can hardly imagine that he would have much in common with these hulking athletes. And what do the Packers really have to do with Wisconsin? Are the players actually from the state? Doubt it. Will they stay in the frozen tundra when they are too old to play, or when the move on to another team? Nope. They are just a bunch of guys making a heck of a lot of money to play a game, and we go crazy over them.
Like I said, I just don't get it. There are so many things that I would rather be doing, but then again, I am sure that there are many football fans that would laugh at my obsession with The Real Housewives.
It takes all kinds.