It's everyone's favorite time again! Super Bowl Sunday! Woohoo! Personally, this is a time of deep emotion and reflection; primarily in relation to why my team, the Philly Eagles, aren't in the play-offs. This happens almost every year.
Super Bowl Sunday also gives me another reason to feel like a dirtbag and un-American; I don't have access to a live broadcast. Additionally, I rarely have access to a computer to watch a live update! Living in China does have its drawbacks.
It takes place on a Monday for us over here, and that usually means I am in class. Unless you have been there, you don't know the anguish of knowing that somewhere far away there are 300 lb human freight trains knocking the crap out of each other. It is unimaginable agony. It is akin to hearing that your grandmother is lying in the middle of the Saharan desert with her fingers in Chinese handcuffs.
Beyond missing the football action, the other big hit that I take (pun not intended), is missing out on the commercials. I don't get to see the multi-million dollar 15-second blips of capitalist wonder at its finest. Instead, I have to remember to look them up online and wait for eight hours for them to buffer before I can enjoy the shorts. That's what really frosts my shorts.
Well, again our time has come to bid farewell, not unlike a sock bids farewell to its mate as it enters the washing machine. May we all return next time, cleaner, and hopefully with no new holes.
Until next time...
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