Closing Thoughts on Super Bowl XLVII
By: The Football Girl | Posted: February 04, 2013
As I passed by a kitschy shop in the French Quarter this week I was struck by a wood block in shop window. It was carved with this saying from Tennessee Williams: “America has only three cities: New York, San Francisco and NEW ORLEANS. Everywhere else is Cleveland.”
Williams’ quote can certainly be applied to football. There’s the draft, the playoffs and the SUPER BOWL. Everything else is the Jaguars.
This year’s Super Bowl was as much a monstrosity as any have been. I can regale you with stories of crazy encounters, random celebrity sightings and general info on some of the lavish parties some person was moronic enough to give me a ticket to. As a city, New Orleans rocks for its hospitality and great food and quite frankly, is rather affordable when its not Super Bowl week. [Bourbon Orleans, the cute, bordering on luxury, little hotel, I stayed is in the heart of the French Quarter and normally $129 a night.]
But this isn’t Trip Advisor – there was a football game, about which I have several thoughts.
Ray Lewis, Ray Lewis and more Ray Lewis.
Since Ray Lewis is so tight with God, perhaps he can ask him to shower some attention on two guys who deserved it far more than Lewis last night – Anquan Boldin and Jacoby Jones. A strong argument could be made for either Boldin or Jones exiting the Superdome with a new Corvette Stingay (oh, and the MVP trophy), yet neither got the face time they deserved. During the postgame coverage I saw, NFL Network an ESPN basically took turns either talking to Ray, talking to people like Michael Phelps about Ray, congratulating Ray, or discussing Ray’s legacy. It was too much, especially about a guy who, if I were to guess, at least half of NFL fans have a serious disdain for at this point. And, by the way, Lewis, played one of the worst games of anyone on the field yesterday (Luckily for Ray, he was kept out of the cellar by Chris Culliver).
I have zero issue with Flacco receiving the MVP, but my vote would have been for Boldin. He provided bail for Flacco time and time again en route to 13 catches, 104 yards and a touchdown. And before the Super Bowl, he was such a factor in the playoffs, almost transforming into a different receiver, that he should receive some kind of award for overall playoff impact. Joe, please at least let Anquan ride shotgun in the Stingray.
The “GOAT” is a joke
You know who’s the opposite of Boldin? Randy Moss. Imagine if Moss was the receiver Joe Flacco was targeting while pressured or fading. Moss would not have stepped up, nor would he bring any element of physicality. Those balls would have been incompletions, or worse, interceptions. The truth about Moss is this incarnation brings very little to the table as a receiver anymore. He has received a major pass this season, since it’s his first (other than 2007) sans drama. ‘Moss is such a leader now,’ we often hear. And, on the rare occasion he actually does his job and ever blocks, he receives a confetti shower. Quite frankly, the whole thing has been ridiculous, and the reality is Moss is a liability out there. Moss has needed to run good routes, make plays beyond simple slot calls, and have some desire to gain yardage after the catch. For the most part, he has done none of the above. The loss of Mario Manning ham turned out to be even greater than anticipated
Grow up, Harbaugh
I bleed red and gold as much as anyone but when I heard Jim Harbaugh AGAIN refused to do the traditional postgame interview with CBS, I lost a notch of respect for him. This is now the third in a series of refusals (the first two being the 2012 and 2013 NFC Championships on FOX) and the “I’m too devastated to talk” act is wearing thin. Harbaugh has a player’s mentality and is a fiery, emotional guy. But for the sake of his team, he must find a way to harness that and act like a professional. Refusing to do these interviews is just a terrible example for the players on how to handle yourself with grace. Grow up, younger Harbaugh
Different Harbaughs, Different was to handle the blackout.
During the lovely 34-minute delay, the teams took different approaches while trying to stay loose. The Ravens stretched and stretched and stretched some more, while the 49ers lightly jogged and did a variety of simple jumping exercises. Once the lights came, San Francisco surged for 17 unanswered points. So next time you find yourself playing in the Super Bowl and experience a long delay, you know what to do.
Ray Rice’s Playoff Fumblitis?
Ray Rice hasn’t fumbled as much as you may think. In the regular season, the fifth year running back only had one fumble, and the Ravens recovered it. He got the fumble stigma again come the post season when in the Wild Card matchup against the Colts, where he fumbled twice and lost them both. And yesterday, Rice lost a fumble as part of the Niners return from the confused. While the wild card game was pretty horrendous, I would hardly call Rice fumble-prone as he has been labeled in the playoffs.
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One thing that stuck me sitting at my first Super Bowl ever is how different The Big Game is from regular games. You know this from watching, but may be so focused on the commercials you don’t relaxed just how much time has passed. The players, particularly on kickoffs, stand around on the field for so long you feel like they could fit in a Dostoevsky novel. It’s unfortunate and you can feel the frustration build, when momentum and rhythm is sucked away by the need to make a ridiculous amount of money.