--Time Passes--
The 49ers are really, really undisciplined in this game. Their first play was beautiful, until we found out that they had some kind of illegal formation (if formations can be illegal, only outlaws will have them...) and they had to punt the ball away. Since then, Baltimore got two touchdowns, and the Niners turned the ball over at least once. Baltimore is playing like a Super Bowl team, where as San Francisco forgot that they still had a game to play. Let's hope my mantra about halftime proves true, else I have to bring out my other mantra about this just being entertainment.
--Halftime Over--
Not being one to ever like whatever it is I am shown via marketing, I put the TV on mute for the commercials and for Super Bowl halftime. I did, however, see the Destiny's Child reunion, and unmuted the TV for a few seconds during Beyonce's performance. It looked quite good, but I had committed to watching cat videos during halftime, and I could not get caught up in the performance.
But now, football is back, and in history making fashion, big brother John's Special Teams returned a kickoff for 109 yards to start the second half. The 49ers need a miracle or some kind of shot in the arm, because they aren't going to win this game with worst-kicker-in-league Akers saving the day each time. There is less than a half hour of real-season football left until September, let's go San Francisco!
Oh, but before that, and in hilarious news, the power went out in New Orleans. Now, it is apparently time to lay out on the field and have a nap. All the people in suits are giving us long explanations about what is going to happen, or what has happened, or maybe what they had for lunch that day, I have no idea. Oh, James Brown is here to tell us what is happening while random fans call their friends and tell them to look at them on the TV.
Wait, cut to the panel so the guy with the comically large mouth can explain how this affects the players, while white guy next to him either agrees or disagrees and makes different hand gestures. And I was wrong, it isn't nap time, it is yoga time - stretch on the field everyone! Come to think of it, I should stretch too.
Referee checks time and takes out a notepad. "Call grandma tonight, ask about best exterminators," he writes. Back to the panel, the white guy, who needs a better stylist, is really mad about something. Now CBS is showing promos for their shows, and there is a new David Spade vehicle coming out soon. However, being told that they cannot air more commercials just because of a random, unforeseen event, CBS decided to humiliate the whole Bay Area while showing clips of the 4 thousand Ravens touchdowns that just occurred. After that, they trotted out random guys in suits, with microphones to talk about things. Nothing at all is happening, except the anger coming out of badly-dressed-non-Dan Marino-white-guy-on-panel's mouth.
Ray Lewis's squats aren't doing much good, his knees are extending over his toes. I can squat better than that guy. Switch to some guys in the stand, "do you know what's happening?" "No, great shot of Colin Kaepernick spitting on the ground though."
--Time Passes--
After 34 minutes, the power came back on, but San Francisco is down by 22 points with not much time left to go in the game. I was about to give the game up to the Ravens at this point, but somehow, the Niners got their first touchdown and there is a little bit of life left in the game. Still, going to mute the sexist commercials and write other things.
--Time Passes--
The game got really exciting after the power outage, and now, just when San Francisco looked like it could come back and bring the Lombardi trophy to the city right after we got the World Series trophy, the Niner hopes rest on the most flimsy of scenarios. I think it's over, and it is over.
The Super Bowl belongs to Baltimore. That was pretty crazy, and disappointing.
