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Football Fever

The Cincinnati Bengals were formed in 1966. My father bought season tickets for a few years, they were cheap back then. I was 4, and I grew up with Bengal fever. Paul Brown lived in the town where I grew up, as did a handful of players, including Bob Trumpy and Bob Johnson, some big names back then. Brown's step-daughters were friends of mine. I'm telling you, I LOVED my team. By the time they made the Superbowl in 1988 for the FIRST TIME, I had a definite love-hate relationship with the team... But at the time, we were living in Cincinnati again while my husband and I went to college.

At the 2 minute warning, I ran and got my coat. I was shaking with excitement... He was going to stay with the kids, I was going to party with my home city. Then... skip to the 9:40 mark.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUoYmMRaxBo

It still hurts... You would have had to lived the season as a Bengals fan to understand why I held Boomer responsible. I just became apathetic that day. I still would watch the occasional game, but the thrill was gone. My boss gave us his season tickets to attend a game the next season, so my husband and I went but the only part I really enjoyed was yelling at Boomer Esiason that he sucked. It was awesome - my boss had GREAT seats and Boomer could hear me. I know, bad sportsmanship, but I was bitter... lol!

I "woke up" in 2007, and when the Patriots faced the Giants in that Superbowl, it was the first time I really paid any attention to the game in years. I did not watch the game, I was merely struck by the possibility that this was some way to mock the masses... Warn us of the future with staged athletic events.

For Superbowl Sunday, we will work on the rocket mass heater. I did not even know who is playing, until I went for a hot soak and ran into a neighbor who is a big 49ers fan. His confession failed to evoke even a hint of anger, convincing me I am cured of my football fever... but it was what his girlfriend said that made my blood run cold. I still don't know who the other team is, but I understand the quarterbacks or coaches or some major player from the teams are brothers. This woman, in eager anticipation of the battle ahead, yelled "Brother against brother. Waaahhh-HOOOOO!"

I don't mean to rain on anyone's big game, just thought I'd share.

By the way, if anyone can find the footage of Horst Muelmann trying to be tricky and throwing the ball straight up in the air in a panic and posts it, I will love you forever.

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Michael Nystrom's picture

Ha ha ha - Brother against brother

Fishy,

The 'brother against brother' comment refers to the fact that the head coach of the two teams: The 49ers & the Baltimore Ravens, are actually, brothers. The Harbaugh brothers. John coaches the 49ers, Jim the Ravens.

I was personally looking forward to the game, but then I got a call from a friend who will be flying back home that evening from the Ann Wigmore institute in Puerto Rico. His plane lands at 7:20, and he needs a ride home. I promised him a month ago that I'd give him a ride - just give me a call.

So it turns out that time is right in the middle of the game. It couldn't be timed any worse than for me to miss the vast majority - probably all of the game.

Oh well. This is a good friend, and good friends are worth it.

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I remember that 2007 Superbowl. I was only 2 years in Boston, so I still wasn't a Pats fan. Like the rest of the country, I thought they were arrogant, and the final loss, after a perfect 16-0 season, and a perfect playoff performance was their comeuppance.

Brady got injured in the first game of the next season, and he was out the whole year. What impressed me, and turned me into a fan, was how he came back. He didn't shrink or hide or make excuses. He was a warrior, and that is how he earned my respect and support.

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I watched the end of the clip, and was reminded why I think football is so popular: It is a metaphor for life. You think everything is going fine - just swimmingly, and then BOOM! It is all over. Or conversely, things look hopeless. You're overpowered and defeated. And then the clouds part...

BTW, here is an interesting tidbit about the 49ers: They have never lost a Superbowl. They go, they win:

1981 (XVI), 1984 (XIX), 1988 (XXIII), 1989 (XXIV), 1994 (XXIX)

They've also got a great new young quarterback. It will be a good game to watch.

I know that sports are the opiate of the masses, and I also admit that every once in a while, it is fun to take a hit.

With all the talk of secession and Civil war...

It is certainly a well timed coincidence.
Sorry you'll miss the game - that is a good friend. I don't like going to the airport for anything, it is hostile territory... lol!

Love or fear? Chose again with every breath.

Michael Nystrom's picture

That is a good point

Hopefully the 'brother-against-brother meme will stay contained to the football field, and isn't a foreshadowing of things to come outside of that arena (although I realize, it is already outside).

Just to rub it in..... that was the second time to the Superbowl

Super Bowl XVI (1982) was an American football game between the National Football Conference (NFC) champion San Francisco 49ers and the American Football Conference (AFC) champion Cincinnati Bengals to decide the National Football League (NFL) champion for the 1981 season. The 49ers defeated the Bengals by the score of 26–21 to win their first Super Bowl.

Super Bowl XXIII (1988) was an American football game between the American Football Conference (AFC) champion Cincinnati Bengals and the National Football Conference (NFC) champion San Francisco 49ers to decide the National Football League (NFL) champion for the 1988 season. The 49ers defeated the Bengals by the score of 20–16, winning their third ever Super Bowl. The game was played on January 22, 1989 at Joe Robbie Stadium in Miami, Florida, the first Super Bowl hosted in the Miami area in 10 years, and the first in Miami not held at the Orange Bowl.

This was the second meeting between these two teams in the Super Bowl; their first meeting was seven years earlier. The game was also the third rematch between Super Bowl teams after Super Bowl XIII and Super Bowl XVII. This was the Bengals' second Super Bowl appearance after finishing the regular season with a 12-4 record. The 49ers were making their third Super Bowl appearance after posting a 10-6 regular season record.

Go Niners... my only guilty pleasure that I know that it is all for show....

Just like the Roman empire before the fall.... Gladiators fighting while Rome burned. I too, am fully aware of how this is done for the masses. Thanks for your post

Sirric

I stand corrected.

Thanks for a little salt in the wound - lol! You are right, I had SO many reasons I wanted to go celebrate that win back then... They could be playing the Bengals this time, I just don't know.

Love or fear? Chose again with every breath.

Ben Gal Bump

As indifferent as I am to professional sporting events, I appreciate the post anyway. It is your passion and your joy, and you aren't clubbing the rest of us over the head with it (contra Xian and atheist enthusiasts.)

If I never heard of the Bengals again I wouldn't mind. I'm still sore from coming home afer work, looking forward to grooving on some mindless video from the Trek Continuum and find instead that channel in question is broadcasting a TAPE DELAYED PRESEASON Bungals exhibition game.

TAPE DELATED!
PRE-SEASON!
What is wrong with Ohio, anyway?

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Too long?

My "passion and joy"...?

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People who comment without reading the post

...Are legion here. If you don't read the post, then don't comment. It's obnoxious.

I don't mind

when the comment is still pertinent to the topic. But to comment as if you got the point of the OP... Some days I wonder - did I type the end of that in some foreign language?

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