Buddy, the Arizona Labrador retriever, got only empty calories when he ate two $600 tickets to today’s 42nd Super Bowl.
The outrageously priced ducats, along with the football game, ain’t worth s - -t.
The most-watched annual telecast in America is less rewarding then its spendy TV commercials and reputation as the nation’s second-largest food-consumption day—second only to Thanksgiving.
Millions of overweight Americans who never break a sweat will watch sweaty Neanderthals maim each other while vying for possession of a ball made—appropriately—of pig skin.
No thanks. Tackle football, an American mutation of rugby, will never capture a world audience.
The world’s game, soccer, will continue to draw audiences in the billions for World Cup matches. (3 FEBRUARY 2008)
