Giving Fox the broadcasting rights to the Superbowl, is like feeding a hyperactive child a huge bowl of Capt'n Crunch with a half a pound of sugar dusted on top mixed in with some powdered amphetamine....in other words it's a recipe for disaster. Granted it is the local faves The Patriots, and yes everyone wants not only victory, but the sweet vulgar vindication that only dynastic aspirations can bring. Still and all that when does does four full hours of pre-game hype degenerate into an exhausted tantrum and whiny insufferable plea for attention?
Four full hours of pre-game hype is enough to profile the entire history of the game, the NFL, the opposing squads, with time left over for a propitiary human sacrifice to Apollo the God of Competition. And if things start to drag prior to kick-off, don't for a moment think Fox WON'T hack out the heart of a cheerleader or whoever to keep everyone tuned in.
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