January 19, 2003

By Michael Strickland

Pigskin Ponderings

Today, the Philadelphia Eagles battle it out against the Tampa Bay Buccaneers and the Tennessee Titans face the Oakland Raiders, with the winners of each game advancing to the Super Bowl. I have to say, it's been an exciting football season. Perhaps due to the salary cap keeping the playing field relatively level, teams that have historically been somewhat lackluster have shown real talent. Even the ever-mediocre San Diego Chargers looked good this season, despite not making it to the playoffs.

Whatever the result of today's games, the Super Bowl is bound to be a great match up. Personally, I'm hoping for a Raiders-Buccaneers fight, since it'd be great to see Jon Gruden (the Bucs' head coach) face his old team, the godless Men in Black. And there would be no end to creative pirate metaphors....

The Super Bowl machine itself came to life this weekend here in San Diego. The "NFL Experience" opened down on the waterfront (pay $15 to play a variety of "football-related games" and have the privilege of buying overpriced food and drink, what a great idea). Next Saturday night ("Super Bowl Eve," as it were), the harbor will light up with the biggest fireworks show in San Diego history. And for only $400, you can play a game of XBox Madden 2003 against Ricky Williams (of the Miami Dolphins) at the Ricky Williams' Super Bowl Jam party at Seau's Restaurant.

The VIPs have already started showing up. I went to a law school social event at the Marriott Yacht Club on Friday night (a farewell of sorts, I guess), and Chris Berman, the colorful ESPN commentator, had a gaggle of women surrounding him at the bar. (Isn't celebrity great? You can be middle-aged, balding and overweight, and still get the chicks.)

Silly as it may sound (at least to you non-football fans), I feel a sense of loss every year at the end of the football season. You get addicted to that adrenaline rush every Sunday as you watch your team put it all on the line—and I was a hardcore junkie this year, as I had high hopes for my Chargers. After the Super Bowl, it takes a few weeks to come down off the high and realize you have to wait six months for your next fix.

But let's not sound Taps too early—we've still got three more exciting games! (Sorry, I don't count the Vacation Bowl.)

UPDATE: Well, I got my wish....

Tampa Bay 27, Philadelphia 10
Oakland 41, Tennessee 24

Next Sunday, the swashbucklers sail into San Diego—it's the Oakland Raiders vs. the Tampa Bay Buccaneers in Super Bowl XXXVII.


©2003 Michael Strickland ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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