It was the most boring Super Bowl ever.
The halftime show was conventional, and the singer made it worse by baring his sculpted, tattooed, chest.
The commercials were too safe.
Or . . .
It was the best defensive performance in Super Bowl history.
The halftime show privileged precision over scale (yes, even the singer’s chest)
The ads played perfectly to the market.
What is the takedown doing for us? What benefit are we deriving from calling out the worst of what we see? I ask not because I’m a fan of either team, the performers, or the products, but because this whole spectacle is a rare cultural moment featuring professionals at the top of their fields sharing their craft, and it seems to me that our default response to that kind of sharing has become unnecessarily and uncritically negative.
And I wonder what that’s doing for us.
I wonder what it’s doing to us.
Yes, I feel we have come to a time where we have difficulty experiencing, accepting and enjoying what is in the moment without comparing it to other similar moments. We are programmed and hyped to expect record breaking, etc. A favorite commentator comment: “Nobody saw this coming.” And, that is ok.
I didn’t watch much more than the final ten minutes and it appears I did not miss much except the Ram’s endless punting. I do find it odd that football fans show no respect for a solid defensive effort from both teams, whereas the 2015 KC Royals and their GM Dayton Moore are hailed (as you well know) for the brilliant trade that sent a Cy Young winning pitcher packing in return for two defensive stalwarts in Cain and Escobar. And hockey fans know in their bones that their chances of holding The Cup are mostly centered on the performance of their goalies. Long live a sturdy defense, on the field and in life.
Right! I’m observing the commentary from the sidelines — not having watched a minute of the game. When I heard a radio commenter asking whether someone would watch the game,the commercials. or both, I knew it was not for me. Constant criticism, as in arguing, is not real analysis. I get the feeling that ‘If there is any excellence, if there’s anything worthy of praise” may be too foreign for us. How sad that is.