Okay, no. Not really. But come on, seriously, Bru. How can you hate The Boss? "Born to Run?" Classic!
Look, you're not alone. There are plenty of you musically un-inclined out there ;-) And I applaud you for being one of the few people to point out how ridiculous that guitar toss was.
But that, THAT was a great half time show. I'm pretty sure he qualifies as a senior citizen, but doesn't rock like a dinosaur a-la the stones or a homeless hippie a-la our blessed Neil Young. The set was impressive, 2 out of 4 songs were classic and, to be honest, it was the most memorable portion of the first 4/7s of the whole damned bowl.
But this isn't a sports blog, so I won't go on about that. On the subject of The Boss, I must protest - he's a legend, and for good reason. I won't judge you for your hatred of U2, because I at least understand the logic behind it. And heck, I won't judge you for your lack of Boss appreciation, despite my earlier jab. To each their own...
But personally, I think the Boss rocked.
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Monday, February 2, 2009
Bruce Springsteen Ruined My Super Bowl
The Boss came on stage and first he told us to stop eating our chicken fingers and - oh horror! - guacomole. Quite how appetizing it will be to dip bread-crumb-battered chicken fingers in the glorious guacamole is a thought I would rather not have, but how dare he say that? To add salt to the injury, he then throws his Telecaster up in the air as a groupie tries to catch it and nearly drops the damn thing. I'm not even going to indulge myself in the abhorrent song choices - though I can't think of anything I like by the man. Just when you think things cannot get any worse, he slides across the stage only to hit a poor camera with his crotch. Now, those things cost money. But also, how can I ever get the image of Bruce Springsteen's patriotic manlihood in tight black jeans careening towards me in Hi-Def out of my head? I felt like Serena Williams after she saw the streaker running across the court in Australian Open.
The game was fantastic - I'm not going to compare it to last year's, because that is very close to home, but the last 3 minutes were exhilerating stuff. It was a fitting finale to an unexpected year. We'll see what drama unfolds come September.
The Bru
The game was fantastic - I'm not going to compare it to last year's, because that is very close to home, but the last 3 minutes were exhilerating stuff. It was a fitting finale to an unexpected year. We'll see what drama unfolds come September.
The Bru
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