I really could not possibly care less about football, and even though the Iggles are in it, I have no intention of watching the game. No, not even for the ads. Or to see if Sir Paul has a wardrobe malfunction.
Any suggestions for what I should do instead?
Leave the planet in hopes of actually trying to find a place where other people don’t watch the Super Bowl?
Well, you could watch the Super Bowl.
I mean… since you’re not doing anything then anyway.
I’m going to quilt. I’m trying to finish a wedding gift for a friend, so that’s how my Sunday will be spent.
Of course, my husband will be in the living room watching the Super Bowl, so I won’t be too far away from it, but at least I can play CDs on my laptop and ignore it.
Not a football watcher, either - I’m glad they moved the week it’s played because if my birthday fell on a Sunday, it was always my birthday. I got tired of being pushed aside for a stupid football game.
E.
If they had kept it in January, it would have fallen on my birthday this year.
I don’t intend to watch and couldn’t even if I wanted to… no TV. I’ll probably nap or surf the board if I don’t have any DVDs to watch.
I understand, for years I couldn’t stomach the bloated self-importance and choking testosterone levels of the NFL. I tried to put my fingers in my ears in September and avoid all acknowlegement of football for the next 5 months. But it never really worked. So I finally just decided that if you can’t beat them, you might as well join them.
As for you, might I suggest dinner in a nice restaurant (one without a tv) and a movie of your choice? You’ll likely have those places to yourself, since most of the Philly population will be at home crying in front of their televisions.
I do enjoy football, but I might take the kiddos to WDW this Sunday. Some friends of ours who live in Celebration are having their annual party, so we might drive out Saturday, do Epcot Saturday evening, then a different park the next day. Still might catch some of the game, maybe. But I like going out on Super Sunday since almost no place is crowded that day. We had a great ski day the last time the Redskins were in the Superbowl, especially as it was at a ski resort just north of DC (Deer something or other).
You could go to IKEA!
Well… that’s what I’m doing.
Hubby: “Hey, sweetie, I’ve got a surprise for you!”
Me: “For me? What is it?”
Hubby: “How would you like to go to IKEA on Sunday?”
Me: “REALLY?! Hooray! … Wait a minute… what about the Superbowl?”
Hubby: “Not interested this year. We can go Sunday morning, and that way you could have all day to walk around there. Pretty good exercise, right?”
Me: “You’re NOT watching the Superbowl?”
Hubby: “Nope.”
Me: “We’re going to spend the day at IKEA?”
Hubby: “Yep. No one will be there, right? They’ll all be watching the Superbowl. Oh, and here’s $50.”
Me: “You… you… you must really love me.”
cries tears of joy
Yeah, I kind of love IKEA a little bit.
The above is a dramatization. The events portrayed above may not have occurred exactly as shown, but it is pretty close. However, the characters above are definately going to IKEA and will not be watching the Superbowl. The names are real. The love is real. The $50 is real. The tears are crocodile.
I will also not be watching the superbowl. This cheap rip off of rugby the local savages seem to enjoy is no way to pass the time for a gentleman.
Who cares about some little football game. It’s all about the COMMERCIALS man! Woo hoo. I’ll probably have the TV on and run into the room when I hear one come on.
I think he’s playing you a little here. Oh yeah, You’ll probably go to IKEA, BUT, the superbowl doesn’t start till late evening, 6:30 I think. But hey, you’re happy, he still gets to see some of the game and the world is a better place for you in the meantime.
If you happen to have the NFL Network, you can see them all in one shot.
Me? I’ll be glued to the TV, rooting with everything I’ve got for an Eagles loss.
You could always go to work. That’s what I’m going to be doing, and with any luck I’ll be in ICU and be unable to see or hear anything resembling a television or radio. Also, working gives me an excuse to avoid going to Dr.J’s coworker’s Super Bowl party without actually having to say, “No, I don’t want to come and watch a boring game and make boring chitchat with you people.”
Well I won’t be watching it and neither will anyone I know.
Oddly enough, that’s probably what we’ll be doing once the sofa I bought is delivered on Sunday morning and we realize that we need end tables to go with it.
I’m a football fan (who will be watching the game), and I find myself trying to hide from the ridiculous hype surrounding the Super Bowl, too. It really does detract from the enjoyment of watching the league championship game (there’s a football game buried in amongst the musical acts & media events?).
I certainly understand the pain of those who don’t even give a crap about the sport - hell, I’m bitter, too. :mad:
I haven’t watched the Superbowl in 23 years, and probably only saw three altogether. If the Jets get into it again, I’ll watch, but other then that, the entire exercise fills me with apathy.
I’ll probably be either reading or writing a novel, hanging on the SDMB, or renting a movie. Life is too short.
I’m reminded that the annual SDMB Valentine Exchange is coming up, so I may start working on my valentines.
It also occurs to me that I’m hosting a party in about a month, so I need to start doing some of the major cleaning jobs – like the mound of empty plant pots, buckets o’ dirt, etc., in the mudroom right next to the kitchen door.
The trick of going out for dinner and a movie, as Miabella suggests, would be finding someone else within 50 miles who’s equally uninterested in watching the game. 
I don’t watch it and Praise be to Holy Og I have a guy who’s as disinterested in sports as I am.
I will probably watch The Village which someone loaned to me and work on my valentines.
I won’t watch it and in reality don’t even know who’ll be playing and I really don’t care. It’s a non event for me and hasn’t really penetrated my reality in any significant way.
I couldn’t say it any better than velvetjones did. I don’t know anything about any sports and could not possibly care any less.