Well, we're finally at Superbowl weekend. Steelers-Seahawks. Yawn. I'm torn as to who to root for--Bill Cowher, because he totally deserves it? Or the Seahawks, because I want to wipe the smirk off Joey Porter's face?
Anyway, I have a pet theory about the NFL right now: if you appear in a commercial, you're not winning the championship. Let's see...
Chicago Bears: Had an ad for NFL Networks. Gone.
Peyton Manning: The silly, but endearing Mastercard commercials. Gone.
Donovan McNabb: Chunky soup? Boy, did his career go downhill after that. Gone.
Terrell Owens: Made a deodorant commercial, where he was "odor". Wonder if he realized that. Gone.
Chad Johnson: Fathead. Gone.
New England Patriots: That beer commercial (Coors?). Gone.
Tom Brady deserves special mention, since he not only made that stupid Visa commercial, but was also on Family Guy. Bing-bong! as Stewie said. Anyway, he and his Pats are gone (see above), and now he has a sports hernia.
Which brings us to the Steelers and Seahawks.
Steelers have Big Ben Roethlisberger (however you spell that) doing Fathead, and Jerome Bettis doing that asthma PSA.
Seahawks have...nobody. It's hard for the casual fan to even recognize any of the Seahawks. Heck, the MVP Shaun Alexander is constantly mistaken for one of the Barber twins.
So does that mean the Seahawks win, because of The Curse of the Pitchman? I guess we'll find out, won't we?
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