We are but a mere five days away from Super Bowl XLVIII, so I thought that maybe, as I did last year, solicit unsolicited invites to the Super Bowl parties of others who would have never invited me in the first place…solicited, unsolicited, or otherwise.
See? Last year when I pleaded for invitations to Super Bowl parties, I actually received a handful of invites, accepted one, and actually showed up to said event.
Sure, it was somewhat surreal and odd at the party when I showed up, but I had a good time, because I got to hang out with a friend whom I had
n’t seen in years.
I thought I would do the same thing this Super Bowl season, and maybe have two fun, spontaneous Super Bowls in a row…so, I posted this last night upon my Facebook Page…
Guess what? Not a single invite, well…not a serious one. Oh sure…
My friend, the wonderfully sarcastic and avid IWS Radio listener Tiffany, told me to come on down for her Super Bowl party, but of course, she only did that because she lives in Florida, and knew that she was safe from me actually showing up.
And then my nearly life-long buddy and IWS’ own Nurse Sherri, suggested that I party with our mutual Japanese friend, Saynora Tokahama or whatever. The dude is pretty cool, but he lives in Japan.
Even if I could party and watch the game with him, as he does live in Japan, I’d be watching the Super Bowl on a Monday, and something about that just doesn’t sit well with me, and feels, well…downright un-American.
Well anyway, the bottom lie is, thus far I have not been on the receiving end of any party invites, so I guess I’ll have to watch the game here at home with Schmoop. And, hey…don’t get me wrong!!
I love hanging with Schmoop Super Bowl night or any time of year, but getting an acceptance of my unsolicited invite to a Super Bowl would make me happy…would make me chuckle, and most importantly, would provide me with awesome blog fodder.
However, Schmoop and I will have a wonderful time this Super Bowl Sunday.
If we have the funds, we’ll order a pizza. If not, we’ll make one ourselves. We can make dried beef cream cheese roll-ups, and have pickles, cheese and crackers, olives annnnnnnnnnd, baked pepperoni. Mangia!
And the best thing about staying home and watching the Super Bowl with Schmoop?
Probably as early as the end of the first quarter, we will turn off the game, crank up some tunes, drink beer, eat snacks, and goof on people and each other.
And really? For most Americans, that is what Super Bowl Sunday is all about, having parties which surround a person with laughter and good friends. The Super Bowl has become much more than a mere NFL Championship football game.
The Super Bowl has become the winter thaw. A day when for a few hours, the soul-sucking, drab, monochromatic winter becomes a festival of watercolors in the shades of flashy uniforms, delicious junk food, funny commercials, too much beer, and the warmth of close friends.
And since Schmoop is my best friend, I guess watching the big game at home is where I should be, and who knows?
If I don’t have too much to drink, perhaps Schmoop will put on a halftime show for me that will rock my world.
Oh yeahhhhhhhh…
If I play my cards right this Super Bowl Sunday, Matt-Man is going to end up going to “Disneyworld!!”
Cheers!!
Matt-Man
mattmaniws@ymail.com
@mattman_iws
My Facebook Page
See? Last year when I pleaded for invitations to Super Bowl parties, I actually received a handful of invites, accepted one, and actually showed up to said event.
Sure, it was somewhat surreal and odd at the party when I showed up, but I had a good time, because I got to hang out with a friend whom I had
n’t seen in years.
I thought I would do the same thing this Super Bowl season, and maybe have two fun, spontaneous Super Bowls in a row…so, I posted this last night upon my Facebook Page…
My friend, the wonderfully sarcastic and avid IWS Radio listener Tiffany, told me to come on down for her Super Bowl party, but of course, she only did that because she lives in Florida, and knew that she was safe from me actually showing up.
And then my nearly life-long buddy and IWS’ own Nurse Sherri, suggested that I party with our mutual Japanese friend, Saynora Tokahama or whatever. The dude is pretty cool, but he lives in Japan.
Even if I could party and watch the game with him, as he does live in Japan, I’d be watching the Super Bowl on a Monday, and something about that just doesn’t sit well with me, and feels, well…downright un-American.
Well anyway, the bottom lie is, thus far I have not been on the receiving end of any party invites, so I guess I’ll have to watch the game here at home with Schmoop. And, hey…don’t get me wrong!!
I love hanging with Schmoop Super Bowl night or any time of year, but getting an acceptance of my unsolicited invite to a Super Bowl would make me happy…would make me chuckle, and most importantly, would provide me with awesome blog fodder.
However, Schmoop and I will have a wonderful time this Super Bowl Sunday.
If we have the funds, we’ll order a pizza. If not, we’ll make one ourselves. We can make dried beef cream cheese roll-ups, and have pickles, cheese and crackers, olives annnnnnnnnnd, baked pepperoni. Mangia!
And the best thing about staying home and watching the Super Bowl with Schmoop?
Probably as early as the end of the first quarter, we will turn off the game, crank up some tunes, drink beer, eat snacks, and goof on people and each other.
And really? For most Americans, that is what Super Bowl Sunday is all about, having parties which surround a person with laughter and good friends. The Super Bowl has become much more than a mere NFL Championship football game.
The Super Bowl has become the winter thaw. A day when for a few hours, the soul-sucking, drab, monochromatic winter becomes a festival of watercolors in the shades of flashy uniforms, delicious junk food, funny commercials, too much beer, and the warmth of close friends.
And since Schmoop is my best friend, I guess watching the big game at home is where I should be, and who knows?
If I don’t have too much to drink, perhaps Schmoop will put on a halftime show for me that will rock my world.
Oh yeahhhhhhhh…
If I play my cards right this Super Bowl Sunday, Matt-Man is going to end up going to “Disneyworld!!”
Cheers!!
Matt-Man
mattmaniws@ymail.com
@mattman_iws
My Facebook Page
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