We witnessed one of the greatest single games in the history of NFL football last night. The flurry of momentum and lead changes, the outstanding performances by players both known and unknown, and a finish that actually outdid last year's dramatics. Simply outstanding. But, really, does anyone honestly care that much? I mean, I do, but still. We all know why we really watch the Super Bowl, and the reason isn't the football. We watch for the commercials. So which ads got me off my sofa
When I was a kid, my dad often drank soda and iced tea from a big avocado-green tiki mug. That thing scared the hell out of me. I'd seen those Hawaii episodes of The Brady Bunch enough times during after-school reruns to know that idols = increased odds of getting whacked on the head with a surfboard or taken hostage in a cave by Vincent Price.I was afraid of a lot of things back then. Like the Hamm's Beer cartoon bear mascot.
