January 31, 2011

  • The NFL Creed


    Last night the NFL held it’s annual Pro Bowl.  Unlike the all-star games of the other major sports in North America, this game is played at the end of the regular season and not in the middle of it.  Thus, this game has no significance whatsoever.  It doesn’t decide which conference will have home field advantage in the Super Bowl.  It has no bearing on players’ salaries (though they do receive bonuses for playing), and it doesn’t affect any team’s pick in the draft.  The Pro Bowl is so insignificant that the all-star players who play in the Super Bowl don’t have to play in the Pro Bowl.  As such, the players don’t take it seriously.  To prevent injuries, defenses are only allowed to play man-coverage with two defensive backs, and players are told not to tackle too aggressively.  The game is essentially reduced to a bunch of millionaires playing glamorized touch football.  The irony of the Pro Bowl is that it features the game’s best players playing the worst game of the season.  It’s so bad that watching the game makes me think that I could run the ball against these defenses, pass for 310 yards, and return punt returns for touchdowns.  The Pro Bowl sucks and makes me feel like even I could be a great football player, even though I don’t have an ounce of athleticism in my body.

    Watching the Pro Bowl fundamentally describes how I feel about listening to music by Creed.

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