...now known as ZZZ-zzzz-z-z-z-z-z...Wuz we watchin' the same show? Maybe it was the dancing girls whut had ya'll mes-mo-rized...

The only reason my wife (yep, my wife) insisted on taping/viewing the game was to see the commercials, which were another snore-fest in our collective opinion (bring back the f@rting horses puh-leeese) and to see the half-time festivities of Prince...She kept asking me all these dumb questions like as though being in possesion of a penis, imbued me with an intimate knowledge of a pastime I couldn't give a r@t's @$$ less about...she tends to forget this salient fact...But, to be fair, we both are getting on ...

Let's not even touch the now-ubiquitous Queen-We-Will-Rock-You intro...First time cool, everything thereafter, like an SVI thread: Oh! good Lord, not again!

The whole Hendrix-like posturing may have been OK at some point in time but, the constant repetition of the right-arm slash-while hammering-on with the left, in the overdriven JH style gets old real quick...Prince, I saw the Experience and you are not really much of one...First, mere snippets of his better stuff and then an anemic, near-karoke cover of Ike&Tina's uptempo cover of Fogerty's CCR hit of Proud Mary and the re-do of Dylan's All Along The Watchtower which was neither Dylan NOR Hendrix...nor particularly entertaining...

And then there's the head thing...Was it a do-rag or fashion scarf as per the debate among the AM wagging tongues? To me, looked like something "Rosie the riveter" may have worn in a WWll "Buy Bonds" poster...Sheesh...and every time I shook my head or made some remark, my wife would counter that at one time he had so much promise...

jimHJJ(...McCartney was better...and he pretty much sucked...)