Thursday, February 05, 2004
I was planning on writing more on the events of this weekend, but there isn't too much more to write. There's not really that much to write, now that it's been almost a week.
The super bowl party at Bill's on sunday was fun, but nothing out of the usual happened, except the stuff that happened on screen, which have pretty much have already been covered to death.
The lingerie bowl wasn't as exciting as we had thought it would be. I think it was mainly because the helmet, mouth guards and should pads took away any sexuality and even any gender away from the players from the shoulders up. Below that you had great bodies in bra and panties, but nothing you couldn't see in a underwear ad in the newspaper.
This left the football, which was pretty good considering it was 7-0n-7 with amateur players. But I don't think I saw a real pass completed. Alot of underhand tosses to the side for sweeps. I did see one player with the ball actually moving forward despite two or three opponents hanging on to her hair. That was pretty impressive. Overall, it was fun football, but not the soft-core event on the level of mud wrestling that it was advertised as.
Watching the first half, everyone was surprised how low scoring the game was. We would never have believed that new stories after the game would be saying how everyone expected a defensive battle and got the exact opposite. Everyone was talking about offensive records being broken and such. The coverage of the actual game seem to totally forget or ignore the first half. Maybe because of the all the coverage of the last seconds of the half time show, the news people didn't have time to talk about the whole game.
Before the game, Bill, Adam, and I work on the steps & sidewalk going up to his house. It was a good inch of ice. Not something easy to walk on if you don't have the right shoes and you're not experienced walking on ice. Luckily I grew up on a hill and have lived on a hill all my life, save for the year I spent in shadyside.
Saturday night, Bill, Terri, Terri's sister, Adam, and I all went to see Unbridled at a bar near where we grew up. We sat at the only table in the room where the band was playing, which was right by the speakers. Bill and I sat closest to the band and we sat enjoying the music. The other three seemed just seemed annoyed at the loudness of the country music because of the vicinity of the speaker and spent a good portion of the show was spent conversing by writing on a placemat. Being right next to the dance floor, I was convinced that I was eventually going to be hit by a line dancer who didn't realize how close to the end of the dancefloor she was, but that never happened. Anyway, the band is a really good country band, so I recommend that if you're in the western PA area and you have nothing planned, you should go see them.
The super bowl party at Bill's on sunday was fun, but nothing out of the usual happened, except the stuff that happened on screen, which have pretty much have already been covered to death.
The lingerie bowl wasn't as exciting as we had thought it would be. I think it was mainly because the helmet, mouth guards and should pads took away any sexuality and even any gender away from the players from the shoulders up. Below that you had great bodies in bra and panties, but nothing you couldn't see in a underwear ad in the newspaper.
This left the football, which was pretty good considering it was 7-0n-7 with amateur players. But I don't think I saw a real pass completed. Alot of underhand tosses to the side for sweeps. I did see one player with the ball actually moving forward despite two or three opponents hanging on to her hair. That was pretty impressive. Overall, it was fun football, but not the soft-core event on the level of mud wrestling that it was advertised as.
Watching the first half, everyone was surprised how low scoring the game was. We would never have believed that new stories after the game would be saying how everyone expected a defensive battle and got the exact opposite. Everyone was talking about offensive records being broken and such. The coverage of the actual game seem to totally forget or ignore the first half. Maybe because of the all the coverage of the last seconds of the half time show, the news people didn't have time to talk about the whole game.
Before the game, Bill, Adam, and I work on the steps & sidewalk going up to his house. It was a good inch of ice. Not something easy to walk on if you don't have the right shoes and you're not experienced walking on ice. Luckily I grew up on a hill and have lived on a hill all my life, save for the year I spent in shadyside.
Saturday night, Bill, Terri, Terri's sister, Adam, and I all went to see Unbridled at a bar near where we grew up. We sat at the only table in the room where the band was playing, which was right by the speakers. Bill and I sat closest to the band and we sat enjoying the music. The other three seemed just seemed annoyed at the loudness of the country music because of the vicinity of the speaker and spent a good portion of the show was spent conversing by writing on a placemat. Being right next to the dance floor, I was convinced that I was eventually going to be hit by a line dancer who didn't realize how close to the end of the dancefloor she was, but that never happened. Anyway, the band is a really good country band, so I recommend that if you're in the western PA area and you have nothing planned, you should go see them.
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