For those who missed the Super Bowl...
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weaktwos....or if you just want to read my take on it, here's my list of thoughts on the Super Bowl.
The Colts win the kickoff. The player who receives is named Hester. I haven't heard the name "Hester" since the Scarlett Letter. Is there a connection?
He makes a touchdown on the recieve. 14 seconds into the game. 7-Nothing within the first 30 seconds. Nice. The Bears may have Hester, but it's the Colts who are wearing the Scarlett Letter "BB" for "Bear's Bitches".
The Colts get the ball after and their kickoff return is not nearly so cool.
Okay, Peyton, here's your chance. It's nearly intercepted by the Bears' defense. Peyton, forget you ever learned the phrase "flop sweat". I'm sure that's on your mind, right now.
Manning almost gets intercepted again. Okay, okay. Did Annie just pick the wrong team to root for? Sure, sure, I'm not a true football fan, and I pick my teams based on color preference. That said, shame on you for pulling a P-P-P (piss-poor-performance) within the first two minutes.
That's okay, there's still over 3.5 quarters to go. Oh, now the Colts get an offensive foul? Puhlease.
And the pass gets intercepted. I'm not commenting any further until I see the Colts improve.
Okay, we get a commercial. Take this time for reflection, Colts. Now to commercials
Beer commercial. Two men roshambeau for a beer. Oh, and someone takes the game literally and throws a real rock.
Doritos commercial. Kinda cute.
Now a blockbuster commercial. I hate blockbuster, but their pet store commercials are cute. And the "plug it in" comment...Oh, zesty.
Back to the game. I can't say a word until the Colts shape up. Except one of the Colts defense players sounds like he has the first name of "Booger". I hope I misheard that. He doesn't look like a member of the Revenge of the Nerds cast...
Another commercial break.
The beard combover. That looks hideous. Funny, but not amazing.
Salesgenie? Lame.
Another Sierra Mist. Mildly amusing, not worthy of recappage.
Back to the game. The good news? We're just under four minutes into the 1st Qtr and the Bears haven't scored again.
The colts finally score with 6 minutes left in the quarter, but they hose the snap. Still, it's early in the game.
More commercials. The first Moon Office. Working at zero gs. Fed Ex provides shipping on the moon. And the Final Countdown gets played as the Fed Ex shuttle lands. Cute, not inspiring.
Bud Light. Wedding scene with an auctioneer as the "minister". So far, I'm not jazzed about these commercials.
Back to the game. Bears fumble! Colts ball! Yeah!
And then the Colts fumble. The Bears get the ball back. Ouch! Feel the bitter cold slap of payback!
The Bears turn that into a 52 yard run on the next play. Nice. What they lack in pretty colors, they make up for in talent.
Dang! I think his name IS Booger McFarland.
A few plays later, the Bears have another touchdown. These boys aren't wasting any time.
To commercials. Snickers. Oh my goodness. A Homo-erotic Snickers commercial. I am amused. Come on. Do you even think one straight guy would even try to bite one end of the snickers with the other half still in another dude's mouth? Those guys need to get in touch with themselves.
Next commercial is for another inspirational sports movie featuring a coach who is crying like he does it daily.
Chevrolet commercial. We get serenaded with a lot of poor Chevrolet songs.
Mencia does a amusing beer training for Indians. Nicely done.
Oh my. Was that Oprah Winfrey and David Letterman cuddling on the sofa in their team jerseys?!!! hahahahahahahha
Back to the game, we see a nostalgic replay of the Colts last touchdown. Was that supposed to inspire them to do it again. We'll see. It's Colts ball.
You know, whoever is in charge of managing Hester on the Colts team should change his name to Dimmesdale. I'm just sayin'...
The Colts fail to score, Bears get it, then the Bears fumble. And everyone heard it. Saaaa-mack!
Still no touchdown by the Colts. Bears have it again. So far this game can best be described as a game of Grab-ass with a brown ball slipping around. Ew. That sounds disgusting.
Oh oh. A Bear got injured. Number 32. Benson. Time for the dramatic part of the Bowl. This features the "hover" play, where the coaches and applicable staff over over the fallen player (Benson). Then the review, then the escorting of the player off the field.
The Colts hold the Bears off. Colts have the ball. Oh, and it just so happens that the cast of a program being plugged by the announcers are also watching the game live in the Stadium. How conveeeeenient. (Spader and another cast member from the new Rules of Engagement).
3 seconds 'til the next Quarter. Does that mean it's commercial time? Yes!
Godaddy: Wow, what do Godaddy commercials and Beer commercials have in common? A lot.
Coke is recycling an old commercial. it's cute, though. Just not new.
After the CBS commercial spends several seconds bragging about how many people watch their channel, I just realized that I don't watch any of their shows. Barring this one, right now.
Hester is winning the contest for player whose last name gets mentioned the most relative to he plays he's directly involved in.
Colts ball. A good pass by Peyton. Hallelujah.
Time passes. Commercial time. Dogs...looks like a Budweiser commercial. Mutt dog disguises self as a Dalmatian and gets to ride with the Babes in a parade. Vaguely heartwarming, not my bag.
The evil mapasaurus. Heh. Nice parody of Ultraman shows, Garmin. I like it.
The Colts make 3, and Peyton looks pissed.
Hester's name comes up again. Hester this. Hester that. Maybe the sports announcers should just openly declare their deep, deep man-love for him.
Commercial time. Business in the jungle. Cute commercial, Careerbuilder.com.
Doritos: No, I'm not into sexual overtones and your chips. Moving on.
A new Chevy commercial. A car full of women are just minding their own business, driving a Chevy in the city. Suddenly, all the men around a given intersection are driven to the point of nudity and are gyrating around this car, and uhhh, cleaning and waxing it. You can tell that this is the first Chevrolet to hit this neighborhood because EVERYONE practically is pasty white. Maybe this is a city in Belarus. Oh, there's a token black man. Given the type of men that are attracted to a Chevrolet, I'll never buy one.
While I decide to go do a few other things around the house, the Colts make another touchdown. Huzzah. Their first lead! Squee! My color choice method of choosing victors is paying off for a scant moment.
Commercials: The fist bump is out, the bitch slap is in. Thanks Budwiser, that's kinda funny. I like the bridal party slapping each other and giggling. Let's just see how successful that is in reality.
A commercial involving attacks against the heart. Nice ad for Beatyourrisk.com I mean, as far as health advisory websites go, that's a fun way to advertise it.
I still can't believe Prince is doing the half-time show. I haven't liked anything he's done since Raspberry Beret. I just don't know how this can work out. And who can top a wardrobe malfunction? Or an out-of-shape Kiss?
GM commercial: Short Circuit's robotic cousin was just laid off from GM. It gets depressed. It suicides. Sadly, if I didn't view this as indicative of the plight for the American auto worker (in light of bad financial results from many of them lately), I'd find this amusing.
Movie Advertisement for "Wild Hogs": it looks fun. Lightweight but fun.
Sprint mobile broadband commercial: Is this commercial for wifi, or teeth whitening?
More game play...2 minutes 'til half-time. Nothing too exciting to report buck back-to-back fumbles...AGAIN!
Who put Crisco on the pigskin?
More Commercials: This commercial, clearly a Frito-Lay commercial. It's heart warming. Extolling the virtues of cherished family moments. Family getting together, forgetting how much they might dislike each other normally, to focus on a ball game. I don't buy it.
FG attempt by the Colts. But first, commercials.
Okay, Coca Cola. Nice one with the old man. He gets a chest tattoo with "Mi vida loco" on it. Niiiice. Sadly, this only could have happened back in the day when Coke actually contained cocaine.
The Colts blow their FG attempt. It's time for half time! But first, Annie needs a rum 'n coke. And no, I won't be running off to get a "Mi Vida Loco" tattoo.
Commercials:
Yes, Prius owners really are like that. We are that annoying.
Oh, Chrysler. You totally ripped off the famous Folger's commercial! Cute variation...until you get to Isabella. Assholes. The only way to make it right is by doing a female version of this commercial.
Oh, Blockbuster is sponsoring the half time show. I will never buy Total Access. Okay, it's sports announcers talking about "ball security". That will never sound right, gentlemen. Moving on...
Thank goodness I tivo'd this so I can fast forward. Okay, Prince is up soon.
Oh, I gotta sharpen my snark knives.
Okay, here we go. Let's open up with "We will rock you" mixed with something else...
And we are graced with something we never thought we'd see. Prince's logo all over the football field. In what reality should this happen.
Oh, snap! He does look like an anorexic Aunt Jemima!
Wow, how old was I when I last heard "Let's go Crazy!"? I think I was 17.
He's retooled the song a little bit. To a version I don't like.
Here we go...We gonna party like it's 1999....Or are we?
He's got a marching band playing. That's kinda cool. And what is impressive is these people need to play in the rain. That looks nasty. Especially the poor dancers in high heeled boots. I'm impressed. Are they twins?
He's doing a medley. Proud Mary?? Prince, you ain't no Tina Turner. And I know you didn't want to be Creedence Clearwater.
He just kissed the microphone.
Now he's doing Hendrix. His presentation feels really disjointed. But hey, I know I couldn't do any better. Even the lens of the camera is covered with water. It's raining fiercely.
Awww, here comes the signature Prince guitar. It's time for Purple Rain. This is appropriate given the weather. And yes, if you were curious, Prince's silhouette through a wet sheet is more impressive than a direct view of his guitar playing.
Wow, the drummer playing in the rain. Where do you get waterproof drum sets? There's water splashing off the heads. This is a J.Geils Band wet dream.
And so ends the half-time show.
The Criminal Minds advertisement looks good.
Just look at a the team effort to clear the stadium of the Prince show. That's impressive.
Okay, two quarters to go. Will the Colts keep it together?
The Mitsubishi Outlander commercial may trigger seizures in some. Beware.
The rain comes down harder, more plays ensue. Colts are forced to a field goal after an interesting exchange of penalty issues.
Commercials. A very interesting, fanciful coca cola processing plant. It's got a Monty Python/Tim Burton feel to it. I like it.
More game play. Colts have a 5 point lead. Color choice method is still holding steady.
Commercial: Talking Apes. Meh.
Sheryl Crow is promoting hair dye. The first cut is the deepest, Sheryl. What did your stylist do to you?
Commercials. More illustrations of crazy corporate life.
I like the Lions discussing how to pronounce "Carne Asada". That was enjoyable.
The Bears force the Colts into another FG Attempt. This time it is good. Colts have an 8 point lead.
The Toyota Tundra commercials are really manly.
Commercial: Robert Goulet at naptime. Very cute, Emerald Nuts.
Tmobile and Barkley: cute. Not quite captivating.
Oh, the Colts deliver a hideous kick-off to the Bears. And a flag ends up on the field. Unnecessary roughness. Woops, Colts. Bears start their play off near the 40th on Indianapolis' side.
Nationwide Shocker: Kevin Federline's self-deprecating commercial. Hah!
Back to the Game. Let's see what the Bears do with this gift. They start off well, until the Bears QB Grossman starts throwing the ball at either his imaginary friends or the Colts. So the Bears are reduced to a 44 yd. field goal attempt. And they make it. Bears down by five.
It's sad to hear the sports announcer talking about one of the player's criminal records.
I think the Colts are doing really well with possession in this game. They seem to have their hands on the ball longer. It seems like the Bears Defense is only sort of saving the Bears asses.
Jack in the Box Commercial: Kinda cute. The fear of Jack's son being a Vegetarian trumped when he realizes his son really means "veterinarian".
The Colts suffer from premature execution of plays. They've been nailed for this twice.
Budweiser: a bud cooler turned great Sand Crab God. Cute.
Prudential: zzzzzzzz.
Honda CRV dancing like Elvis...sorta. Meh.
Colts are forced to kick off the ball. They were unable to make that possession fruitful.
Bears have the ball, but the Colts intercept for a touchdown. Booyah!
Now there's the bitch-slap we've been waiting for since the first 14 seconds of the game. Take that, Chicago. Chicago challenges the ruling on the field. Footage seems to indicate Hayden's foot never goes out of bounds.
Ref's review: he's in bounds! The Bitch-slap play remains!
11:44 to go in the game and the Colts are ahead by 12.
Commercials:
HP computers and Izod. Fun, but the Izod one isn't new.
Budweiser Select: That's a fun virtual reality computer game.
Hester misses the kickoff from the Colts!
The next Bears play is executed like they are all suffering from PTSD.
The next play is a bit better. But it's already 3rd and 3. Phew, they make a first down.
Oh. Another Colts interception. *Yawn*. This is getting soooo repetitive.
Way to go, Colts.
Grossman, you're giving it up like Paris Hilton out on the town.
Oh, a dual penalty. It's the dueling banjos of football! Colts keep the ball.
The Bears have 10 minutes to make 12 points. Talk about Blood from a Stone.
It is now Manning's turn to throw the ball at his imaginary friend.
Manning's continuous shaking of the head is guaranteeing a boost in sales of any bobblehead doll made in his likeness.
Given the number of men watching this game, it's a perfect time for a Flomax commercial.
Things you can do with one finger. Nice job, E-trade. I like the "get to know your doctor" and "save Holland" scenes.
Whoa. Manning goes down like Bush's approval ratings! Is this the beginning of the end?
Maybe the Bears have a chance.
Hannibal Rising commercial. Blah. No Clarice, No interest.
Those careerbuilder.com commercials must be speaking to a lot of people. I will improve my pie charts!
The Bears almost fumbled, causing the announcers to make the following awkward statement, "...and there's Hayden up in the area again."
The ball is still greasy. The Bears cannot catch the ball.
Manning is caught meditating. Finding his happy place.
Third down Bears. Manning looks disgusted. A Colt maims himself holding the Bears back and forcing them to...get the ball intercepted by the Colts.
The Colts on the 21. Play begins and a yellow flag flickers across the screen. It's against the Colts.
The Colts might as well be playing themselves. They seem to be high on offensive fouls and scoring.
1:56 left to go.
Hondas weaving in and out of gas pumps, boasting about their fuel efficiency. Wooptie doo.
Snapple green tea with EGCG. Cute.
Heh. A commercial from the NFL about all the fans of teams who didn't make it to the Bowl. *sniff*
The announcers are already prepping Tony Dungy to write is inspirational leadership novel.
Chicago has the ball again, but they aren't making it too far. There's only a minute left in the game, and a flag is down. Oh, it's the Bears turn to get a flag on the play.
Dungy gets the double barrel bucket from his players. The Bears lose. The Colts win it.
Now off to make some dinner.
The Colts win the kickoff. The player who receives is named Hester. I haven't heard the name "Hester" since the Scarlett Letter. Is there a connection?
He makes a touchdown on the recieve. 14 seconds into the game. 7-Nothing within the first 30 seconds. Nice. The Bears may have Hester, but it's the Colts who are wearing the Scarlett Letter "BB" for "Bear's Bitches".
The Colts get the ball after and their kickoff return is not nearly so cool.
Okay, Peyton, here's your chance. It's nearly intercepted by the Bears' defense. Peyton, forget you ever learned the phrase "flop sweat". I'm sure that's on your mind, right now.
Manning almost gets intercepted again. Okay, okay. Did Annie just pick the wrong team to root for? Sure, sure, I'm not a true football fan, and I pick my teams based on color preference. That said, shame on you for pulling a P-P-P (piss-poor-performance) within the first two minutes.
That's okay, there's still over 3.5 quarters to go. Oh, now the Colts get an offensive foul? Puhlease.
And the pass gets intercepted. I'm not commenting any further until I see the Colts improve.
Okay, we get a commercial. Take this time for reflection, Colts. Now to commercials
Beer commercial. Two men roshambeau for a beer. Oh, and someone takes the game literally and throws a real rock.
Doritos commercial. Kinda cute.
Now a blockbuster commercial. I hate blockbuster, but their pet store commercials are cute. And the "plug it in" comment...Oh, zesty.
Back to the game. I can't say a word until the Colts shape up. Except one of the Colts defense players sounds like he has the first name of "Booger". I hope I misheard that. He doesn't look like a member of the Revenge of the Nerds cast...
Another commercial break.
The beard combover. That looks hideous. Funny, but not amazing.
Salesgenie? Lame.
Another Sierra Mist. Mildly amusing, not worthy of recappage.
Back to the game. The good news? We're just under four minutes into the 1st Qtr and the Bears haven't scored again.
The colts finally score with 6 minutes left in the quarter, but they hose the snap. Still, it's early in the game.
More commercials. The first Moon Office. Working at zero gs. Fed Ex provides shipping on the moon. And the Final Countdown gets played as the Fed Ex shuttle lands. Cute, not inspiring.
Bud Light. Wedding scene with an auctioneer as the "minister". So far, I'm not jazzed about these commercials.
Back to the game. Bears fumble! Colts ball! Yeah!
And then the Colts fumble. The Bears get the ball back. Ouch! Feel the bitter cold slap of payback!
The Bears turn that into a 52 yard run on the next play. Nice. What they lack in pretty colors, they make up for in talent.
Dang! I think his name IS Booger McFarland.
A few plays later, the Bears have another touchdown. These boys aren't wasting any time.
To commercials. Snickers. Oh my goodness. A Homo-erotic Snickers commercial. I am amused. Come on. Do you even think one straight guy would even try to bite one end of the snickers with the other half still in another dude's mouth? Those guys need to get in touch with themselves.
Next commercial is for another inspirational sports movie featuring a coach who is crying like he does it daily.
Chevrolet commercial. We get serenaded with a lot of poor Chevrolet songs.
Mencia does a amusing beer training for Indians. Nicely done.
Oh my. Was that Oprah Winfrey and David Letterman cuddling on the sofa in their team jerseys?!!! hahahahahahahha
Back to the game, we see a nostalgic replay of the Colts last touchdown. Was that supposed to inspire them to do it again. We'll see. It's Colts ball.
You know, whoever is in charge of managing Hester on the Colts team should change his name to Dimmesdale. I'm just sayin'...
The Colts fail to score, Bears get it, then the Bears fumble. And everyone heard it. Saaaa-mack!
Still no touchdown by the Colts. Bears have it again. So far this game can best be described as a game of Grab-ass with a brown ball slipping around. Ew. That sounds disgusting.
Oh oh. A Bear got injured. Number 32. Benson. Time for the dramatic part of the Bowl. This features the "hover" play, where the coaches and applicable staff over over the fallen player (Benson). Then the review, then the escorting of the player off the field.
The Colts hold the Bears off. Colts have the ball. Oh, and it just so happens that the cast of a program being plugged by the announcers are also watching the game live in the Stadium. How conveeeeenient. (Spader and another cast member from the new Rules of Engagement).
3 seconds 'til the next Quarter. Does that mean it's commercial time? Yes!
Godaddy: Wow, what do Godaddy commercials and Beer commercials have in common? A lot.
Coke is recycling an old commercial. it's cute, though. Just not new.
After the CBS commercial spends several seconds bragging about how many people watch their channel, I just realized that I don't watch any of their shows. Barring this one, right now.
Hester is winning the contest for player whose last name gets mentioned the most relative to he plays he's directly involved in.
Colts ball. A good pass by Peyton. Hallelujah.
Time passes. Commercial time. Dogs...looks like a Budweiser commercial. Mutt dog disguises self as a Dalmatian and gets to ride with the Babes in a parade. Vaguely heartwarming, not my bag.
The evil mapasaurus. Heh. Nice parody of Ultraman shows, Garmin. I like it.
The Colts make 3, and Peyton looks pissed.
Hester's name comes up again. Hester this. Hester that. Maybe the sports announcers should just openly declare their deep, deep man-love for him.
Commercial time. Business in the jungle. Cute commercial, Careerbuilder.com.
Doritos: No, I'm not into sexual overtones and your chips. Moving on.
A new Chevy commercial. A car full of women are just minding their own business, driving a Chevy in the city. Suddenly, all the men around a given intersection are driven to the point of nudity and are gyrating around this car, and uhhh, cleaning and waxing it. You can tell that this is the first Chevrolet to hit this neighborhood because EVERYONE practically is pasty white. Maybe this is a city in Belarus. Oh, there's a token black man. Given the type of men that are attracted to a Chevrolet, I'll never buy one.
While I decide to go do a few other things around the house, the Colts make another touchdown. Huzzah. Their first lead! Squee! My color choice method of choosing victors is paying off for a scant moment.
Commercials: The fist bump is out, the bitch slap is in. Thanks Budwiser, that's kinda funny. I like the bridal party slapping each other and giggling. Let's just see how successful that is in reality.
A commercial involving attacks against the heart. Nice ad for Beatyourrisk.com I mean, as far as health advisory websites go, that's a fun way to advertise it.
I still can't believe Prince is doing the half-time show. I haven't liked anything he's done since Raspberry Beret. I just don't know how this can work out. And who can top a wardrobe malfunction? Or an out-of-shape Kiss?
GM commercial: Short Circuit's robotic cousin was just laid off from GM. It gets depressed. It suicides. Sadly, if I didn't view this as indicative of the plight for the American auto worker (in light of bad financial results from many of them lately), I'd find this amusing.
Movie Advertisement for "Wild Hogs": it looks fun. Lightweight but fun.
Sprint mobile broadband commercial: Is this commercial for wifi, or teeth whitening?
More game play...2 minutes 'til half-time. Nothing too exciting to report buck back-to-back fumbles...AGAIN!
Who put Crisco on the pigskin?
More Commercials: This commercial, clearly a Frito-Lay commercial. It's heart warming. Extolling the virtues of cherished family moments. Family getting together, forgetting how much they might dislike each other normally, to focus on a ball game. I don't buy it.
FG attempt by the Colts. But first, commercials.
Okay, Coca Cola. Nice one with the old man. He gets a chest tattoo with "Mi vida loco" on it. Niiiice. Sadly, this only could have happened back in the day when Coke actually contained cocaine.
The Colts blow their FG attempt. It's time for half time! But first, Annie needs a rum 'n coke. And no, I won't be running off to get a "Mi Vida Loco" tattoo.
Commercials:
Yes, Prius owners really are like that. We are that annoying.
Oh, Chrysler. You totally ripped off the famous Folger's commercial! Cute variation...until you get to Isabella. Assholes. The only way to make it right is by doing a female version of this commercial.
Oh, Blockbuster is sponsoring the half time show. I will never buy Total Access. Okay, it's sports announcers talking about "ball security". That will never sound right, gentlemen. Moving on...
Thank goodness I tivo'd this so I can fast forward. Okay, Prince is up soon.
Oh, I gotta sharpen my snark knives.
Okay, here we go. Let's open up with "We will rock you" mixed with something else...
And we are graced with something we never thought we'd see. Prince's logo all over the football field. In what reality should this happen.
Oh, snap! He does look like an anorexic Aunt Jemima!
Wow, how old was I when I last heard "Let's go Crazy!"? I think I was 17.
He's retooled the song a little bit. To a version I don't like.
Here we go...We gonna party like it's 1999....Or are we?
He's got a marching band playing. That's kinda cool. And what is impressive is these people need to play in the rain. That looks nasty. Especially the poor dancers in high heeled boots. I'm impressed. Are they twins?
He's doing a medley. Proud Mary?? Prince, you ain't no Tina Turner. And I know you didn't want to be Creedence Clearwater.
He just kissed the microphone.
Now he's doing Hendrix. His presentation feels really disjointed. But hey, I know I couldn't do any better. Even the lens of the camera is covered with water. It's raining fiercely.
Awww, here comes the signature Prince guitar. It's time for Purple Rain. This is appropriate given the weather. And yes, if you were curious, Prince's silhouette through a wet sheet is more impressive than a direct view of his guitar playing.
Wow, the drummer playing in the rain. Where do you get waterproof drum sets? There's water splashing off the heads. This is a J.Geils Band wet dream.
And so ends the half-time show.
The Criminal Minds advertisement looks good.
Just look at a the team effort to clear the stadium of the Prince show. That's impressive.
Okay, two quarters to go. Will the Colts keep it together?
The Mitsubishi Outlander commercial may trigger seizures in some. Beware.
The rain comes down harder, more plays ensue. Colts are forced to a field goal after an interesting exchange of penalty issues.
Commercials. A very interesting, fanciful coca cola processing plant. It's got a Monty Python/Tim Burton feel to it. I like it.
More game play. Colts have a 5 point lead. Color choice method is still holding steady.
Commercial: Talking Apes. Meh.
Sheryl Crow is promoting hair dye. The first cut is the deepest, Sheryl. What did your stylist do to you?
Commercials. More illustrations of crazy corporate life.
I like the Lions discussing how to pronounce "Carne Asada". That was enjoyable.
The Bears force the Colts into another FG Attempt. This time it is good. Colts have an 8 point lead.
The Toyota Tundra commercials are really manly.
Commercial: Robert Goulet at naptime. Very cute, Emerald Nuts.
Tmobile and Barkley: cute. Not quite captivating.
Oh, the Colts deliver a hideous kick-off to the Bears. And a flag ends up on the field. Unnecessary roughness. Woops, Colts. Bears start their play off near the 40th on Indianapolis' side.
Nationwide Shocker: Kevin Federline's self-deprecating commercial. Hah!
Back to the Game. Let's see what the Bears do with this gift. They start off well, until the Bears QB Grossman starts throwing the ball at either his imaginary friends or the Colts. So the Bears are reduced to a 44 yd. field goal attempt. And they make it. Bears down by five.
It's sad to hear the sports announcer talking about one of the player's criminal records.
I think the Colts are doing really well with possession in this game. They seem to have their hands on the ball longer. It seems like the Bears Defense is only sort of saving the Bears asses.
Jack in the Box Commercial: Kinda cute. The fear of Jack's son being a Vegetarian trumped when he realizes his son really means "veterinarian".
The Colts suffer from premature execution of plays. They've been nailed for this twice.
Budweiser: a bud cooler turned great Sand Crab God. Cute.
Prudential: zzzzzzzz.
Honda CRV dancing like Elvis...sorta. Meh.
Colts are forced to kick off the ball. They were unable to make that possession fruitful.
Bears have the ball, but the Colts intercept for a touchdown. Booyah!
Now there's the bitch-slap we've been waiting for since the first 14 seconds of the game. Take that, Chicago. Chicago challenges the ruling on the field. Footage seems to indicate Hayden's foot never goes out of bounds.
Ref's review: he's in bounds! The Bitch-slap play remains!
11:44 to go in the game and the Colts are ahead by 12.
Commercials:
HP computers and Izod. Fun, but the Izod one isn't new.
Budweiser Select: That's a fun virtual reality computer game.
Hester misses the kickoff from the Colts!
The next Bears play is executed like they are all suffering from PTSD.
The next play is a bit better. But it's already 3rd and 3. Phew, they make a first down.
Oh. Another Colts interception. *Yawn*. This is getting soooo repetitive.
Way to go, Colts.
Grossman, you're giving it up like Paris Hilton out on the town.
Oh, a dual penalty. It's the dueling banjos of football! Colts keep the ball.
The Bears have 10 minutes to make 12 points. Talk about Blood from a Stone.
It is now Manning's turn to throw the ball at his imaginary friend.
Manning's continuous shaking of the head is guaranteeing a boost in sales of any bobblehead doll made in his likeness.
Given the number of men watching this game, it's a perfect time for a Flomax commercial.
Things you can do with one finger. Nice job, E-trade. I like the "get to know your doctor" and "save Holland" scenes.
Whoa. Manning goes down like Bush's approval ratings! Is this the beginning of the end?
Maybe the Bears have a chance.
Hannibal Rising commercial. Blah. No Clarice, No interest.
Those careerbuilder.com commercials must be speaking to a lot of people. I will improve my pie charts!
The Bears almost fumbled, causing the announcers to make the following awkward statement, "...and there's Hayden up in the area again."
The ball is still greasy. The Bears cannot catch the ball.
Manning is caught meditating. Finding his happy place.
Third down Bears. Manning looks disgusted. A Colt maims himself holding the Bears back and forcing them to...get the ball intercepted by the Colts.
The Colts on the 21. Play begins and a yellow flag flickers across the screen. It's against the Colts.
The Colts might as well be playing themselves. They seem to be high on offensive fouls and scoring.
1:56 left to go.
Hondas weaving in and out of gas pumps, boasting about their fuel efficiency. Wooptie doo.
Snapple green tea with EGCG. Cute.
Heh. A commercial from the NFL about all the fans of teams who didn't make it to the Bowl. *sniff*
The announcers are already prepping Tony Dungy to write is inspirational leadership novel.
Chicago has the ball again, but they aren't making it too far. There's only a minute left in the game, and a flag is down. Oh, it's the Bears turn to get a flag on the play.
Dungy gets the double barrel bucket from his players. The Bears lose. The Colts win it.
Now off to make some dinner.
