Monday, February 5, 2007

Can't blog. Sleepy

Throughout the Super Bowl the NFL hyped the fact that a regular season game will be played in London (the game is supposed to be played at Wembley, so it may end up being played in Cardiff). Despite this apparent desire to expand to the European market, the Super Bowl didn't kick off until 23:25 UK time. So I am very, very tired.

Go Colts.


Anonymous said...

At least the Colts won and Sexy Rexy was exposed for the fraud of a quarterback that he really is. Eat it Bears fans!

Martin Wilding Davies said...

The Super Bowl is yet another example of American cultural imperialism and capitalist excess. The grassroots fans can't afford to go because the players, agents and owners are bleeding them dry. Encouraged by the killing Glazer and Gillett plan to make from their Premier League franchises, the sharks can smell the blood from the other side of the Atlantic.

Chris Cope said...

I don't mean this to sound pithy, Martin, but, uhm, we already knew that.

Actually, it's probably beyond that. There is no such thing as grassroots support of NFL. If you watch the Super Bowl and look at the crowd, you are looking at 80,000 of the richest people in America.

For the overwhelming majority of Americans, attending a regular season game is, at the most, a once-a-year event. I have attended a total of three NFL gmes in my lifetime. For most of us, sport is televised. This is, for many people, at the heart of why soccer struggles to take hold -- there is no time for commercial breaks.

There is not in America the sense that the supporter is somehow relevant, as there is in the UK. Our relation to and interaction with sport is wholly different.

Martin Wilding Davies said...

Damn it! I chose the wrong American to bait and I'm sorry; my comment was crass and unworthy. I'll be more circumspect in future.

I’m not sure that real football fans are treated with any more respect in these islands. Clearly there's a belief in American sports business circles that they can be squeezed a lot further.

I feel the need to confess that in an earlier existence I wrote the advertising for the launch of the Premier League on Sky. My part in the treachery was small and others would have taken my place had I felt ethically unable to do the deed, but that was probably the beginning of the end of the beautiful game.