One of the more interesting phenomena to arise in televised sports is the fact that many people tune in to the Super Bowl not so much to watch the game, but to watch the ads. The commercials that air during the game – many for the very first time – generate almost as much hype and interest as the action on the field. This year’s game, Super Bowl XLIV, was the most watched program in television history, besting the 27-year old record held by the final episode of M*A*S*H. This is a remarkable accomplishment, especially considering that viewers in 2010 have many more programming options available to them than did viewers in 1983. The Super Bowl is much more than a championship football game, it has become a cultural event. Because of this, Super Bowl ads are often very good indicators of where American culture is as a whole.
Unlike every other college and university in America, Penn State University has had only one head football coach during my entire lifetime of 38 years. As a matter of fact, you have to go back six years before I was born to reach the point when Paterno became the head coach at Penn State. And for 16 years before that, Joe was an assistant coach, which puts his entire tenure at the school right at 60 years. That’s longer than most marriages. Actually, it’s longer than Joe’s own marriage. Joe and Sue Pohland were married in 1962 – twelve years after Joe was hired as an assistant coach. And, if you think about it, a marriage is how most pre-Baby Boomer Americans regarded their careers. A marriage of business rather than love of course, but a marriage nonetheless; one where dedication, commitment, and trust was required – on both sides.
If not for God’s providential, merciful, purposeful, intervention in all things, you could be excused for thinking 2008 was a year to regret and forget – speaking economically, politically and spiritually. In 2009, hang on to the fact of God’s constant, and dare I say, mighty, sovereignty. It’ll help get you through until negative trends reverse and sanity is once again seen by Americans as a sensible public trait. Pray.
By now, I’m sure that you’re probably tired of hearing and reading about Mike Vick and his not-so-merry band of dogfighting cohorts. I am too, but I have noticed a recurring hypocrisy throughout the whole sordid affair that I need to point out.
Poor Michael Vick. The multi-talented quarterback for the Atlanta Falcons picked the wrong side business. Football doesn’t seem to be enough to satisfy his interests. Vick and his associates got involved in the dog fighting business.