Why must we as football fans be subjected to the entire Manning family home-movie archive? Did we have to watch Tom Brady play baseball in high school before any of his Super Bowls? Then why are we watching 13-year-old Peyton's tango lessons?
Pregame performance note: it's appropriate, I think, that Cirque de Soleil and Prince are playing Peyton Manning's Super Bowl. That is all.
My dad has a man-crush on Brian Urlacher. It's funny. He gets all giddy when Urlacher's on the screen and says things repeatedly like: "He's a freakin' animal." or "Urlacher doesn't care, he just wants to go drink beer and bash heads with his buddies." and "Urlacher, what a moose he is." He loves Brian Urlacher. Not that I can blame him--Urlacher is impressive.
Devin Hester just ran back the first-ever opening kickoff return for a touchdown. And gloriously, the first full-on Peyton Manning Face of the postseason is in full bloom on the sideline. However, shades of Ohio State-Florida are dancing in my head. Still quite a substantial bit of football left to play.
This is also crucial for the underdog Bears: they absolutely must not wind up playing from behind. Also crucial for the Bears: the rain that has begun driving down in earnest. This is the first Super Bowl in recent memory that's been a "weather game" of any kind. Advantage: Bears.
Following two false-start penalties for the Colts (nervous?), Peyton throws his first interception of the game. Let's hope it's not his last.
First commercials are both very violent, for beer of some kind and Doritos, and kind of eh. The Blockbuster commercial with clicking and dragging the (literal) mouse is the first to get guffaws in our house.
Three and out for Rex and Co. Not good.
Jim Gaffigan commercial for Sierra Mist a dud. "This means of course that we will be watching it incessantly for the next three months," my mom says. Second commercial slightly better. But not much. "That's five million two for two dogs," quoth my dad. They are already remeniscing about the Blockbuster commercial.
Addai has ripped off some good runs. Urlacher stands him up, though, on his second attempt this series. "Urrrrlacher," my dad growls.
This is also the first Super Bowl in recent memory I won't spend the end of in the bathroom. Which is really too bad.
Colts marching. Closeup of Peyton's thumb. Replay of footage of when Peyton injured his thumb. From multiple angles. In slow motion. First down to Dallas Clark. I need a stiff drink.
Reggie Wayne wide open at the 15, six points. It's gonna be a long night.
Hunter the Punter dropped the extra point snap. A silver lining. Whoever's got 7 and 7 in their Super Bowl squares is tearing their hair out right about now.
Toyota commercial: computer animated or no? "No way any stunt man has those kind of nads," is my father's assessment. FedEx is judged to have wasted $2.6 million. Auctioneer wedding, very good. We need to hire this guy for our wedding.
"Blockbuster's still got it," my mom says, meaning her vote.
Loose ball on the kickoff--Colts recover. I'm going to grab some more Super Bowl Snacks. At least some part of this game should be enjoyable.
Great. No sooner do I get up than Peyton makes an error and compounds it by being a little bitch, according to my dad's description of what happened. Peyton fumbled, then ran away rather than diving into the pile. "He ran like a sonofabitch," my dad says. Bears now second and goal at the Colts four. No freakin' gain. Now Rexy has to throw.
Muhsin Muhammad scores. Peyton Manning Peyton Manning Faces on the sideline. In the rain. I hope the whole game isn't this much of a bipolar experience.
Snickers commercial homophobic and unfunny. Schick commercial misogynistic and not even new. Film preview for Pride--didn't they already make this movie, only with basketball? Chevy commercial sucks. Mencia commercial excellent. Bud Light...Bood Light. Bud Light...Bood Light.
Bears BUSTING right across the line. TV cuts to replay of the Reggie Wayne touchdown shortly after Addai gets his ass kicked. Nope, no bias at all. Bears stack the box and bring the house. Ball right through the hands of intended receiver Moorehead, who has eyes like Reche Caldwell's. Bears ball.
NICE catch by Berrian--referees ACTUALLY DEBATING whether or not he was forced out. Replays show even the debate to be ridiculous. Phil Simms: "Tough for me to say." Nope. Noooo bias at all.
Bears' turn to fumble. "You could hear that hit, Jim, what contact!" Simms, why don't you go put on your blue foam finger and let an actual unbiased expert call color for this game? Although, the Manning apologists never relented even when the Pats were beating them every time--Bears of course don't have a prayer of balanced coverage. That much was established even leading up to this game. So we move on.
Bears have everybody up front still. If Marvin Harrison hadn't dropped the ball just now (3rd and 9 play) it would've been a 20-yard gain for the Colts. This might not be the best strategy here...though Colts have gone three and out again, so what do I know.
Neutral-zone infraction on the Bears. Textbook punt to the 5. My father declares Sanders' form tackle to cause Benson's fumble the best hit of the game so far.
Bears' first play from scrimmage with just over a minute to go in the first quarter and there's two Bears down. Benson rolled over Tait and got his bell rung. Helmet-to-helmet, late hit. That's the kind of shit that should be a penalty, and maybe we'd have fewer Ted Johnson stories.
Bears try to go downtown but Grossman cautious, throws outside and the play's out of bounds. Heads up on him. Bears try to run and fail.
David Spade in da house.
End of first quarter. Who's got 4 and 6?