We’re keeping our youngest granddaughter (who will be two months old tomorrow!) while her parents attend a Super Bowl party. We got my parents to come over and see her, and since they want to see the game, it’s on our TV… and I see that the contest is between the Colts and the New Orleans team.
Which catches my interest, despite my profound apathy (at best) regarding football. In my entire life, I have seen, in person, exactly one professional football game. It was in 1965. It was an exhibition game between the Colts and the Cardinals. It was held in the Sugar Bowl in New Orleans. (The purpose was to prove that New Orleans could turn out a crowd for a game; the city was trying to get the team that eventually would be the Saints.)
So, if only for sentimental reasons, I’m interested. But so far I’m disappointed. I don’t see Johnny Unitas anywhere. And they keep talking about Indianapolis, which confuses me…
The Puppy Bowl on Animal Planet is what I’d be watching, if I had TV. Check it out–I saw it at my parents’ house a couple years back.
The Saints went marching in!
It reminds me of the crack that made the rounds when the Colts moved from Baltimore to Indy in the dead of night: “Did you hear that the team changed its name? They’re going to be called the Indianapolis Sneakers.” While I have a lot of sentimental allegiance to the Colts, last night was a tonic from my wife and I, who lived several years in The Big Easy.
Watch some old footage of Johnny Unitas and compare that to Peyton Manning. The resemblance is astounding. Both had the same general throwing style and mannerisms. They even look alike without their helmets. Unitas was number 19, Manning is 18.
Whoever invented Puppy Bowl is a genius.
The problem with football is that it’s not baseball.