For weeks, the newspapers, radio, and TV journalists were harping on the possible outcome of the Super Bowl 2014 game. Add in the hundreds of people who commented on Facebook, Twitter, and other social media sites. It was obvious that people were hyped up about the game.
Add in the excitement for the game peripherals such as the $million + ads and the news that Hawaii native Bruno Mars was going to be on the half time show. People were in a frenzy. Closets were searched for football jerseys. Face paint and outrageous hair dyes were sought. The food industry made money by suggesting all the wonderful dishes to serve during the Super Bowl game. Sorry but cannot go with the lady who was on the Walmart commercial talking about serving snickers candy bars and M and Ms. That just does not meet the standards here in Hawaii...but oh...I digress.
On the day of the game, sports commentators argue, retort, debate, reminisce, recollect, and slobber over what might be in the next few hours, the next few minutes, the next few seconds. Then KaBoom!
Peyton Manning misses the terrible snap and it is all down hill for the Denver Broncos.
Despite all the hype, the game was a disappointment. Even the caliber of the commercials was lacking. We were suckered in by the media vortex and ended up with nothing to show for it. Happy that the Seahawks won the Super Bowl but still. What can one do but go past the Super Bowl Buffet and wonder whether to have another delectable pork rib, a Spam-Kamaboko wonton, or a Redondo's hot dog smothered with spicy chili. Decisions, decisions, decisions.