Super Bowl - What It Means To Me

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Ah, that coveted American tradition, to do with America's favourite pastime, or at least so they say. So what do I make of this grand spectacle, an ode to $4 million ad spots, overhyped half-time performances, and quite possibly one of the most hideous looking trophies when it comes to the Vince Lombardi trophy? Sheer nonsense quite frankly, yet I somehow find myself always caught up in it.

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This year saw the Seahawks return to the big show, against a team that's no stranger to making it all the way the end, in the Patriots. I really can say I've no vested interest in either side as a Bucs fan (yeah... I know... who knows when they'll get to a Super Bowl let alone the playoffs), though many who know of my American Football supporting habits, know me to be your average Tom Brady fanboy, who thinks he's the greatest QB in history. Guilty as charged.

Anyhow, carrying on, I opted to watch the match with a few college mates and some family members. I can honestly say I really don't have much recollection of the entire first half, be it the constant munching on a nacho platter, or playing Cards Against Humanity; disinteresting serves up to be the best prognosis.

What match?

The best part of any Super Bowl gathering, no?

Cue the half-time performance, and pretty much those around me, myself included, had a resigned look on our faces as Katy Perry took to stage. Sorry, but I just didn't get it, and was left thinking of last years half-time show, with Bruno Mars and the amazing Red Hot Chilli Peppers, which in contrast left Katy Perry's performance just cold. I mean when is S Club 7 going to get their big chance? They're on a comeback for gods sake!

The second half was easily the saving grace, as finally my eyes were glued to the telly, this time whilst chomping through some tasty chicken wings, accompanied with one of Canada's finest brews, Moosehead (OK, not the greatest, but it'll do). 

I'm not going to act like I know what I'm taking about, and with hindsight on my side, it's always easy to judge the Seahawks decision to run the ball, but seriously, talk about shooting oneself in the foot, though you could say they were extremely lucky in the first place, on that drive, with that insane wobbly catch off the Wide Receiver's (whose name I do not know) leg and foot. As for the MVP call, sorry Brady, Edelman all day mate. You're the poster boy, hence you got it. Real talk.

Priceless reaction from easily the best waffler in the NFL.

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So in conclusion, my Super Bowl experience is best summed up as, a not so American Football dominated night, but more an occasion for spending with mates, some good finger food, and alcohol. Good times.

Lastly, being an Advertising and Marketing student, it's only natural I pick my winning Super Bowl advertisement right? So with commercials based around cute stories told by Budweiser, which I find to be rather boring now, ads bringing problematic issues to light, the usual sex sells ads... Step right on up and claim your award, KIA. That's right, a little bit of wit goes a long way with me, and I for one loved the spin with former James Bond, Pierce Brosnan, and the way the car advert played out. Cheeky. Mildly funny. Well played.

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