Why do people care about Superbowl?

[Egbert]

Why?

Is it the ads?
Perving at cheerleaders?
Attending drunken Superbowl parties for a wild time with friends?
Some other reason?

[Felch]

We do it to confuse foreigners.

[Egbert]

Yeah, it does. We once had an American in our office who was planning to watch the Superbowl after work. It seemed really important for him to buy a carton of beer and a bag of chips to watch it. I could understand the need for the beer but the need for the bag of chips confused me.

[Kitschum]

It's this Sunday? It's usually pretty fun to watch since it's the one time a year I watch American soccer... wait, I screwed that up.

Then again it seems every time I watch they say it's been the best Superbowl in years so maybe I've just been lucky and not hit the boring unexciting ones.

[SlowwHand]

The ones that Buffalo or Denver played in.

[MattBowron]

bikini girls football specials - nuff said

[Docfeelgood]

We do it to confuse foreigners.

[Al B. Sure!]

There are no cheerleaders this year. Neither team in the SB this year has cheerleaders.

[MOBIUS]

Why?

Is it the ads?
Perving at cheerleaders?
Attending drunken Superbowl parties for a wild time with friends?
Some other reason?

1) Perving at the real life cheerleaders from our two local teams

2) Attending drunken Superbowl parties for a wild time with friends and ex-team mates!

3) Leaving now!

[Elok]

Because even though the action stops every five to twenty seconds, our football is still less abysmally boring than your kind. Not that I enjoy football enough to follow it, but hell, if the matchup is at all balanced there's at least some drama going on there. They're fighting for every yard, pushing through fierce opposition. As the ball gets closer and closer to the goal line and they run out of downs, tension builds. It's a succession of breakthroughs.

Soccer's like watching a game of ping-pong played in slow-mo. The ball goes one way...goes one way...goes one way...goes the other way...goes the other way...oh, now it's going the other way...the other, no, wait, it's the first way again...first way...and on and on it goes. The field's longer than a damned racetrack, so the ball just oozes across, constantly approaching the goal and constantly failing to do anything when it gets there. Once every twenty attempts, the lethargic paddle-wielder on one side of the table yawns and misses the ball, and everybody stands up and does a little happy something-finally-happened dance. Then they settle down for another half hour of nothing. Yes, a goal is a rare and comparatively exciting occurrence in soccer, but in a blind-guy-playing-darts way. Eventually he simply gets lucky.

Not that I really care for any sport. But if I did, it would be football (the NFL kind). Or rugby, if you want to get all macho-stupid about the lack of safety equipment.

[EPW]

peer pressure

[BlackCat]

Nah, it's obvious why american rugby is such a big "sport" in yankystan - that and sumo wrestling are the only where fatties has a chance to participate

[Hauldren Collider]

I don't think fatties have much of a chance in football...

[SlowwHand]

OL

[Asher]

Because even though the action stops every five to twenty seconds, our football is still less abysmally boring than your kind. Not that I enjoy football enough to follow it, but hell, if the matchup is at all balanced there's at least some drama going on there. They're fighting for every yard, pushing through fierce opposition. As the ball gets closer and closer to the goal line and they run out of downs, tension builds. It's a succession of breakthroughs.

Soccer's like watching a game of ping-pong played in slow-mo. The ball goes one way...goes one way...goes one way...goes the other way...goes the other way...oh, now it's going the other way...the other, no, wait, it's the first way again...first way...and on and on it goes. The field's longer than a damned racetrack, so the ball just oozes across, constantly approaching the goal and constantly failing to do anything when it gets there. Once every twenty attempts, the lethargic paddle-wielder on one side of the table yawns and misses the ball, and everybody stands up and does a little happy something-finally-happened dance. Then they settle down for another half hour of nothing. Yes, a goal is a rare and comparatively exciting occurrence in soccer, but in a blind-guy-playing-darts way. Eventually he simply gets lucky.

Not that I really care for any sport. But if I did, it would be football (the NFL kind). Or rugby, if you want to get all macho-stupid about the lack of safety equipment.

BENCHMARK OF AWESOMENESS

Hockey: 100%
American Football: 60%
Faggy European Football: 50%
Baseball: 45%
Basketball: 10%
Golf: NaN