The first Super Bowl took place on January 15, 1967, at the Memorial Coliseum in Los Angeles. The Green Bay Packers defeated the Kansas City Chiefs 35-10. The Champions Trophy was not yet called Vince Lombardi, since he was the one who won it, the coach cheese heads.
A tradition had just been born. The big party American football in mid-January, it was perfect. After the holiday season University Bowls festival, Rose, Orange, Cotton and tutti quanti, the apotheosis a few days later. Then over the years and additions of games to the schedule, the Super Bowl was played later and later, in January. But since nothing ever happens in January, nothing and no one was disadvantaged.
From 38e Super Bowl, the big show was held in February, more precisely the first Sunday of February, for 18 editions. Again, no collateral damage.
Then, last year, the Super Bowl was held for the first time in history on the second Sunday of February, February 13. And so it will be this year, as well as the following ones.
Why do you think the annual celebration of testosterone, muscle and muscle? boys’ club is held on the second Sunday of February? It’s not by chance! Oh no ! It’s a male plot to kill Valentine’s Day! It’s obvious.
What was the North American male doing before on the second Sunday in February? He was forced, social pressure obliges, to invite his girlfriend to the restaurant or to prepare a good supper for her at home, to mark the feast of lovers. Whether February 14 falls on a Monday, Tuesday or any day of the week, the romantic activity always took place the previous weekend, because during the week we work, we do homework, have lunch, we lie down and sleep.
By placing the most watched sporting event on the same weekend as that which has always been dedicated to love, the man wanted to create a diversion and express his virile supremacy. Canceled, the one-on-one meeting with her sweet, place at happening elbow to elbow with his horde of tough guys.
Normally, today’s media would be filled with suggestions for trendy restaurants, aphrodisiac dishes and nice touches, like flowers, chocolate and jewelry. This is no longer the point. It’s all about sports bars, chicken wings and thick stats, like touchdowns, field goals and fumbles.
In short, Valentine’s Day passes in the butter. Not to say that Valentine’s Day goes into fat, the basis of all the food that will be consumed, and very difficult to digest, on this second weekend of February.
The unicorns who read this column will write to me to claim that we can very well celebrate Valentine’s Day on Saturday and the Super Bowl on Sunday! Oh yes ???? How about Halloween on Monday??!!
It’s complicated enough to fit an extra activity into the weekend schedule, when you already have hockey games, ski lessons, karate, piano and hip-hop dance kidswithout forgetting the Costco and the shoveling of the entrance, that you want to enter a second one which also requires a babysitter!!
Budget-wise, it’s, how can I put it, mortgaging: a gourmet restaurant one evening and a calorie fiesta the next day. The credit card will explode. Especially since nothing says that the bets made on Bet Ninetynine will pay off. On the contrary. Mahomes, are you a little hurt or a lot hurt?
Plus, on Super Bowl weekend, the guys have their heads in the Super Bowl. It’s well known, guys can only have their minds on one thing at a time, and then again. Already they forgot Valentine’s Day when nothing else conflicted with it, imagine when the football high mass takes place at the same time. Plans for them to buy their partner a beer helmet.
The other utopia would be to combine Super Bowl and Valentine’s Day on Sunday. Returning to the giant screens at Europea, in Montreal, or Saint-Amour, in Quebec, to enjoy a tender meal with your sweetheart, without missing a thing. During halftime, go clubbing to dance to Rihanna. And finally, watching the last half at the hotel, in a bed covered in the petals of red roses in the colors of the Kansas City Chiefs. Exciting program. But the boys in there? The Super Bowl, we watch it with the chummys !
You will say that my column is very 2010, that it is very gendered, since I assume that guys want to watch the Super Bowl and that girls prefer Valentine’s Day, whereas there are guys who are more Cupid and girls who are more Tom Brady.
It’s true. But the transformation of society is not yet complete, it is mostly JiC who love American football, rather than Annie Ernaux.
Times change, but guys stay soft.
Have a nice weekend everyone! Whether you’re Super Bowl or Valentine’s Day, the important thing is to love each other.
And to enjoy life while fate allows us.