If there’s one thing I can say about America, it’s that we know how to throw a party. Super Bowl XLIII rocked, and the game was pretty good, too.
If there’s one thing I can say about America, it’s that we know how to throw a party.
Super Bowl XLIII rocked, and the game was pretty good, too.
I don’t follow the football season enough to know which teams deserve to be there, but there’s something awe-inspiring about watching the teams that end up at the Super Bowl. Even for the novice like me, it’s a good time.
Besides the junk food, the couch-potatoing and the camaraderie the moment seems to evoke, you’ve got the Super Bowl ads to talk about for days afterward.
Doritos takes the prize for the best commercial. The crystal ball bit was gut-busting and worth missing a bathroom break just so you could see it again and again.
There was something different about the Super Bowl this year — it was exciting from beginning to end. From the moment Faith Hill sang “America The Beautiful” to the last seconds of the game when Steelers quarterback Ben Roethlisberger threw a 6-yard touchdown pass to Santonio Holmes to win the game, it was thrilling.
I particularly watched, though, to see the triumphant return of Jennifer Hudson, who was chosen to perform the national anthem.
This was Hudson’s first performance since the slaying of her mother, brother and nephew in Chicago in October.
I couldn’t help but get emotional when she sang. I thought to myself how hard that moment must be for her and how strong she looked standing there belting out those powerful, meaningful lyrics. I was so proud of her and proud for her. She did America proud. And so what if it was or wasn’t lip-synced.
Faith Hill’s performance was also spectacular. Again, I was beaming with pride knowing just how awesome she was.
Bruce Springsteen rocked the halftime show. For a good 12 minutes, that Tampa facility was turned upside down by his famed E-Street Band. And why wouldn’t it be? He had the Cardinals and Steelers open for him.
At 59, Springsteen’s still got it. He danced in the dark all over that stage, even managing a knee-slide right into the frenzy of eager fans and photographers.
I couldn’t imagine going through a repertoire like The Boss’ and cutting it down to a 12-minute jaunt, but he managed to do it well and touch on several aspects of his career. I knew “Born To Run” would make the cut, as well as “Glory Days,” but I missed not hearing “Born In The USA.” I would have bet money he would have included that one.
Springsteen did, however, perform the title track to his latest album, “Working On A Dream.” Backed by a choir, the song was nice addition to an already pleasing show.
For not knowing who I wanted to win, I found myself rooting for either side to become victorious. Both teams had their shining moments. But if anyone truly won, it would have to be us. Super Bowl XLIII had it all and then some.
David T. Farr is a Sturgis Journal correspondent. E-mail him at email@example.com.