Super Bowl XXXVIII: Patriots, Panthers, Commercials...and Titties

I watched Super Bowl XXXVIII like most of America did. First off, talk about a turnaround. The first half was mind-numbingly boring, and this is from a football fan. It was like watching two people play tic-tac-toe and always getting a draw. The second half, however, was great football. The outcome wasn't decided until close to the very end. Although I wanted Carolina to win, the Patriots played a good game.

Go Beyonce! You sang the national anthem pretty well.

The commercials were lackluster this year. The Bud Light ones were hit and miss. The one with Cedric The Entertainer was funny (poor man). But they must be running out of ideas if they resort to a candle igniting a horse's fart. The car commercials were okay, but I did enjoy the Cadillac one with the sound having to catch up to the vehicle. The two Budweiser ones I saw were very good (the one with the referee and the one with the donkey wanting to be a clydesdale). I also loved the Simpsons Mastercard commercial. Finally, someone acknowledges that damn narrator in those commercials.

Now about the halftime show...it sucked. Everyone except Kid Rock and Justin Timberlake lip synched and only Kid Rock had an actual band. Janet Jackson didn't sing her horrible new song (thank goodness). But the highlight of the evening came when Justin accidentally exposed Janet Jackson's breast to the world. All of us watching had to do a double take. My sister recorded the halftime show because Justin was on it and upon a review of the tape, we finally realized that Janet's titty was indeed out. Hence, my sister coined the phrase "One Titty Halftime Show." What would've been a mediocre halftime show became a mediocre halftime show with nudity!