In the first few seasons of The Late Show, Stephen Colbert did a recurring skit, now a best-selling book, called Midnight Confessions, in which he “confesses” to his audience with the disclaimer that he isn’t sure these things are really sins but that he does “feel bad about them.” While Stephen and his writers are famously funny, I am not, so my JC’s Confessions will be somewhat more serious reflections, but they will be things that I feel bad about. Stephen’s audience always forgives him at the end of the segment; I’m not expecting that – and these aren’t really sins – but comments are always welcome.
JC
Today is Super Bowl Sunday, which means that is it the championship of American football.
And I don’t care.
I’m not planning to watch the game or the halftime show or the commercials, which have become an attraction of their own.
I don’t enjoy watching football games. They are very slow; one hour of actual playing time takes at least three hours to accomplish. I am not attracted to watching heavily padded men run around and knock each other down and sometimes sustain injuries.
This year, the Super Bowl is being looked at as a few hours of national unity in the midst of division and I hope that that is true. Personally, I don’t need a game to make me feel like an American. After the attempted insurrection of January 6th, my level of commitment to the country has never been higher.
The sad thing will be that, after the game, the anticipated national unity will revert to what it was yesterday and will be on full display for the rest of the week as the Senate trial over the former president proceeds.
It’s also possible that millions of people will defy public health warnings and meet with people outside their households for Super Bowl parties, which might cause another COVID-19 spike, with attendant hospitalizations and deaths, in the coming weeks.
That would be the saddest Super Bowl result ever.
I feel the same as you. Even though I am married to a golf professional I would rather read a book than watch a sporting event . Also am very worried more about this being a super spreader than a super bowl
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I certainly share your super spreader fears. I think people in our neck of the woods are likely to be sensible, but I’ve already seen media coverage of huge, unmasked gatherings elsewhere. And I’ve spent a good chunk of time today reading a book for a book study I’m involved with – Krista Tippett’s Becoming Wise: An Inquiry into the Mystery and Art of Living.
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I have never been interested in the Superbowl. About 15 years ago, I was dating a guy who had to watch it. We were in my living room, just the two of us and the Superbowl. I got bored and started doing a little yoga making sure I didn’t stand in front of the TV. “You don’t do yoga during superbowl!” he said in disbelief. I went in the kitchen to do yoga and added this to my list of reasons to break up with him which I eventually did. Can you imagine putting all that time and money into something that really matters?
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If you hadn’t been in your house, the break-up might have happened right then and there! Trying to control your doing yoga in your own house just compounds the temerity.
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Yes. I could have happened sooner. I kept giving him the benefit of the doubt. Thank God that’s history.
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I know it’s all about trusting the timing!
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🙂 You got it!
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