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Game interrupts Madonna, commercials interrup

February 12, 2012
By LESLIE LETUSICK - Copy editor ( , The Herald-Star

Most people watch a football game and get more food or use the bathroom on commercial breaks.

Not at my house.

The three of us don't care much for the game. In fact, this year's Super Bowl was the first football game my son has ever seen. Why watch then, you ask? Commercials and music. So we did what just about everyone else in America did - we had a party.

We told my son we were having a party to watch the game. The party only consisted of the three of us and our dog. We made chicken/cheese dip and spinach artichoke dip and popcorn. You know they make popcorn for dogs? Who knew! Little Man wanted to know where the cake was. After all, it was a party, right?

From the start, I wanted the Giants to win. As I said, I don't have a favorite team so I didn't really care who was playing in the biggest game of the year.

I grew up in a Dallas Cowboys house. My mom's family likes the Cleveland Browns. There was no way I was coming out of that a Steelers fan. So while it mattered to many of you, I didn't care that the black and gold were not on the field for the big game. So, go, Giants!

We settled in for the commercials and the halftime show. Overall, I would say the commercials were not nearly as good as they have been in years past, but we did have our favorites.

Little Man loved the preview for "The Voice," the one where the four coaches beat each other up trying to get to someone with an awesome voice. You come to find out that Betty White is the voice they are after. Little Man wanted me to play it over again. He didn't understand why I couldn't. He doesn't get live TV.

My least favorite commercials had to be Teleflora and the David Beckham underwear bit. Teleflora may have appealed to men, but I was offended. Really? All it takes is flowers? And I do not find Beckham the slightest bit attractive. Why did it have to be him in just his undies?

There were some that made me chuckle, like the Elton John Pepsi one and the Sketchers one with the racing dog. I laughed during the Greek yogurt one where John Stamos gets head butted. The Dorito one with the dog/owner role reversal was cute, too, but my favorite one award goes to Audi.

Yes, Audi and the LED headlights. I thought it was different and clever. And maybe I liked it because it involved vampires. Maybe.

The halftime show is the other reason that I watch the game, if it involves someone I like. The last show I watched was in 1996 when Michael Jackson performed.

I am a big Madonna fan. She was one of the first albums (yes, record albums) I ever had. I was looking forward to her performance. She has worked hard her entire career and finally was asked to do the halftime show. All her hard work and her talent were overshadowed because some dumb singer wanted center stage.

While there was no wardrobe malfunction, there was an extended middle finger from British singer M.I.A. during Madonna's new single. Not only did she flip the bird, but appeared to sing, "I don't give a (expletive)."

According to the Associated Press, after the incident, an NFL spokesman said that M.I.A. had not done anything similar during rehearsals and there was no reason to believe she would pull something like that during the show.

The performance was also carried live on the radio, giving Madonna the biggest single audience of her career. Unfortunately, the finger incident is headlining the event. No one is talking about Madonna or her performance. They are talking about and replaying the other chick flipping off the world. Honey, if you want center stage, work for it like Madonna has. The night was about her, not some wannabe.

After the halftime show, Little Man wanted to go to bed so I missed the third quarter. The Giants were losing when we headed to his room, and I was bummed. I wanted Eli Manning to do well (I can't stand Tom Brady.) Little Man put his hand on my arm and with all seriousness said, "Don't worry, Mommy, the white guys (Giants, white jerseys) will win. It will be OK."

He was right. My 3-year-old knew Manning would pull it off in the end. But then again, doesn't he always?


Do you have a bucket list? If you do and would like to share one or more things on your list with me, please send them to me via e-mail at or by snail-mail to my attention at 401 Herald Square, Steubenville, OH 43952. The deadline is Feb. 22.

(Letusick, a resident of Rayland, is a copy editor for the Herald-Star and The Weirton Daily Times.)

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