I refuse to watch one minute of any of the ten hours of homo-erotic grunting that NBC has programmed today. Not the pre-pre-game whatevertheycallit, not the five freakin’ hours of pre-game show (what the fook can they talk about for five hours?), and certainly not the crashing bore that will be the game itself.
So take that, sports fans.
I sometimes TiVo the sucker and reverse-watch it, skipping all the game, talking a foo-faw and just catch the commercials.
I agree, Chefguy, I have ZERO interest in team sports, and the StupidBowl holds no appeal for me, neither do the commercials, StupidBowl Sunday is a big dead zone for me
My friends and I are having a small Super Bowl party but it’s really a pretense to eat like pigs and drink a lot and watch Sex and the City. And I really want to see the Office episode after too. We might check the score every once in awhile and/or watch halftime…but we shall see. I just don’t give a crap about either of the teams.
The only reason I liked it before was when I was in on an office pool (I won $1500 once!). Now that I no longer have the opportunity to sign up for some squares, I couldn’t care less about it.
I would love to watch the game. We are being allowed to drink two beers in a very controlled environment while watching it. Since it starts at 2am or so I doubt I watch the whole thing. I have to work tomorrow. But I’m having those two beers dammit. Just because I can.
If it were ***only ***homo-erotic grunting, I’d not just watch it, I’d be in it.
I didnt even watch the superbowl the year I had been given tickets and a hotel room =) I used it as a free trip to New Orleans 
My boyfriend of the time thoroughly enjoyed it though, and I had a phenomenal day eating my way around the french quarter <burp>
I used to like football pretty well until they shipped me off to Eastern Europe for two years. Now I don’t know anything about it. I didn’t even know who was playing until a couple days ago. I wouldn’t be able to name a single player for either team. Trying to catch up sounds exhausting and a poor use of my time.
I have a lot of reading to do anyway.
Sometimes I keep it on mute and just watch the commercials when they come on. This year probably not even that, though. I do look forward to the hour-long Office that will air afterward, though!
Hell, I’m going grocery shopping today. The streets will be empty, the stores cavernous, and the employees surly because they have to work and miss the game!
ETA: But I do need to know when half-time is likely to be, and just sit in my car for half an hour with a book to avoid the stampede of More Beer sales…
I forgot that was today. So much for going out for lunch or having pizza delivered. On the other hand, the grocery store idea is a good one.
The Puppy Bowl is on Animal Planet, and there’s a How It’s Made marathon as well.
Ah, then you should watch 300. No annoying game to spoil the grunting.
Enjoy your beer. I remember my son telling me how much he appreciated the few-and-far-between ones he had, when he was overseas. 
I’m not watching the game or the commercials or any else of that jazz, but that’s meaningless 'cause I don’t watch TV anyway. However I try not to be a ‘snob’ about it, and I will try to pretend to look interested if people want to tell me all about it tomorrow.
Ve haff vays of making you vatch.
I don’t want to watch it, either. But the kids do. So I suppose I’ll see it. Gads. Why couldn’t BBC America be showing, like, a Top Gear or Doctor Who marathon or something?
Ooo. Wait a minute. Top Gear is on now, and Doctor Who will be on until 7pm. I now have an excuse not to watch: at least through halftime.
Our office is so strange we’ve never had a superbowl pool. Of my co-workers, two are Russian, two are Vietnamese, two are Chinese, one is Japanese, and one is American but not really into sports (neither am I, really). The thought of us getting to gether on a sports betting pool is ludicrous.
Ed
I’ve annoyed two groups of colleagues with superbowl pools in the past. Both times, I bought a couple of squares just in case I got lucky. When somebody came in on Monday and gave me a fistfull of cash, I thoroughly enjoyed saying “Oh, was that this weekend?” and seeing the look of total disgust and disbelief of everyone within earshot.
I liked football many years ago, but between the monster money the players get (and the fact they feel they can flout the law and that every utterance they make is newsworthy because they make so much money), the incessant hype, and the relentless obsession of fans, I gave it up as a large waste of time.
There’s a super bowl this week-end? Pretty sure I’m busy.