Tuesday, January 17, 2012

A non-brief personal history of the Super Bowl.

18 - First Super Bowl I can remember. Watched it in my parents basement. Even as an 8 year old, I was impressed with Marcus Allen's impromptu reverse for 74 yards and a touchdown. This would mark the last time an AFC team would win until I was in college. (And the team that finally broke the NFC streak made me exceedingly happy.)

19 - Remember very little of Marino-Montana. Again watched it in my parents basement.

20 - Remember knowing that the Patriots were going to get pounded by the Bears and being so confident that I bet Tres Coors (He was the third kid in his family, so despite the fact that his real name was "Henry" he always went by "Tres") 5 bucks that the Bears would win. He "paid up" by giving me 5 bucks in Monopoly money. To this day, I think Tres Coors is a rotten bum. Watched the Pats get smoked and remember celebrating when Refridgerator Perry scored, because I thought it was cool a big fat guy would get the ball. I was too young to know that Ditka screwed over Walter Payton by not letting him get into the end zone despite the 46-10 bloodletting they were putting on New England. Watched the Super Bowl in our new house, as we had just moved that year.

21 - My first time having MY team in the Super Bowl! I was so excited, and certain that the Broncos would win. Not yet having lived through seeing what it was liked to get your soul crushed in the big game. I hate Mark Bavaro and Phil Simms to this day. Watched this one in my Dad's office in our house, and remember being up by 1 at halftime and getting so excited that we were going to win the Super Bowl! Still one of the best Super Bowl logos with the cool Rose to signify it was being played in Pasadena.

22 - I learned nothing from the previous year. I was once again supremely confident that the Broncos were going to beat the Redskins. We went to my grandparents house for the game, and it started out so well. Touchdown on their first offensive play to Ricky Nattiel. We were on our way. Up 10-0 at the end of 1. Then the roof caved in during the second quarter. 35 points in one quarter. Ugh. Such a disaster. I was depressed for weeks afterwards. I kept telling myself that if only there were no second quarter, the Broncos won the game 10-7. Perhaps the most depressing Super Bowl ever for me.

23 - 49ers-Bengals was a respite for me. The only Super Bowl during a four year stretch that wouldn't crush my soul. I remember watching at my buddy Mike Uchida's house, and we were more excited that we had 3D glasses to watch the halftime show than we were about the game itself. Still, it was a rare exciting Super Bowl during this era, as the Bengals looked poised to win until Joe Montana saw John Candy. I was cheering for the Benagls, but was fine with the Niners winning.

24 - I've never dreaded a Super Bowl more in my life. Watched the whole game by myself in my parents basement so that I wouldn't hurt any one. I had zero hope we could win this game, as the 49ers that year were a machine. Turned out I was right, and then result was 55-10. That was hard to get over, but it didn't hurt as much because I never once for a moment believed that the Broncos could win that game.

25 - This was an odd Super Bowl, as I didn't much care who won. I suppose I was rooting for the Bills just because I wanted to see the AFC break the NFC's winning streak which was only starting to gain steam. This is perhaps the oddest place I've ever watched a Super Bowl, as my brother and I were addicted to going to "The Video Game Store" a place called Power Play Games which harkens back to a time when a video game store could be a mom and pop organization. We spent an ungodly amount of time there, and we ended up watching almost the entire game at the store, until we walked home and got back in time to see the final drive and Scott Norwood miss the final Field Goal which would have won the Bills the championship.

26 - Watched this Super Bowl at my Aunt's house in Fort Collins. I was cheering for the Redskins, and was pleased with a Super Bowl result for the first time since the 85 Bears won.

27 - Watched at my parents house. Hated the early 90's Cowboys. Hated Leon Lett for celebrating too early and preventing someone from scoring more than 55 points in a Super Bowl thereby wiping out the 49ers record for points scored (against the Broncos in 24.)

28 - Again, watched at my parents house. Remember being annoyed at a Super Bowl re-run, and despite it being a bit closer, still having the Bills fall short. Also felt bad for the Bills, as losing 4 straight Super Bowls has to be one of the hardest things any fan of any team has ever lived through. How 'bout dem Cowboys? No thanks, I just wanted Jimmy Johnson to go away.

29 - Freshman in college and watched at the Campus Center of my college. I remember hoping in vain that the Chargers could win, but not really expecting it. Also remember Steve Young pretending to throw a monkey off of his back. Kind of a crappy Super Bowl.

30 - Sophomore in college, and still watching at the Campus Center. I was cheering like mad for the Steelers because, yes, I hated the early 90's Cowboys. Also felt like Barry Switzer had roughly the same competence as a chimpanzee, and didn't think he deserved to win. A Super exciting Super Bowl which I still feel would have been won by Pittsburgh if Neil O'Donnell didn't suck.

31 - Watched the first half of Patriots-Packers at the Campus Center, went back to my apartment to watch the second half and it was so boring I ended up making out with my girlfriend (now my wife) more than paying attention to the game.

32 - I've never been so nervous for a Super Bowl. I was excited my Broncos were going to be involved for the first time in 8 years, but I wasn't sure if my soul could take another crushing loss, and we were huge underdogs to Brett Favre and the Packers. Best. Super Bowl. Ever. Watched the first half at my buddy's house with a bunch of friends, and then had to leave because I was the only Broncos fan there, and I might have killed someone if I stayed I was so nervous. Went back to my apartment and watched the game with my girlfriend (now wife). There was no making out this year. Jumped up and down like a crazy person once John Mobley knocked down Favre's 4th down pass and it was finally clinched. Stayed up all night surfing the internet on a ridiculously slow dial-up connection reading stories about the first Broncos championship. Deliriously happy!

33 - Went to a Super Bowl party in the tiny town of Anthony, Kansas. Stayed there for the first half. I have never been so confident in a Super Bowl. There was no way the Falcons were beating my Broncos. NO CHANCE. I ended up leaving at halftime again, feeling much less nervous than the year before, but I left anyway to go back to my own house in Anthony, KS, as that strategy worked the year before, and although I'm not highly superstitious. I wasn't going to mess with success. Remember feeling very happy winning the second Super Bowl championship, but not as ecstatic as I was the prior year

34 - Hosted a Super Bowl party in my tiny house that only cost $175 to rent a month in Anthony, Kansas. Had televisions set up everywhere, and felt no pressure, as I didn't care who won and was just hoping for a close game. We got it in one of the best finishes in Super Bowl history.

35 - I had moved back to Denver, and went to my buddy Doug's house to watch the Ravens beat the Giants in one of the most boring Super Bowls ever.

36 - Hosted a Super Bowl party with my wife in our apartment in Englewood, Colorado. I remember having far too many people at the game who didn't give a crap about football, and I was annoyed so many people were not paying attention to the game. This year began the genesis for my buddy Doug's and my idea for the Super Bowl Unparty; a tradition which would begin a few years later.

37 - The Buccaneers only championship was the happiest I have been since the Broncos last won a championship because it robbed the Raiders of a chance to win a championship, and they were pounded! This was the final Super Bowl party I ever hosted, and the only time I ever hosted a Super Bowl at the house where I now live.

38 - Drove down to Colorado Springs to spend Super Sunday at a Super Bowl party at my brother's house. I remember this being a fairly low key party with only a few friends, and a really good time, good game. I was paying no attention to the halftime, and was shocked at how big a deal Janet Jackson's nipple slip became, since I never saw it happen. The only bummer was that I had to drive an hour north back to Denver after the game, and I was very tired as I stayed there far too long after the game.

39 - This was the final Super Bowl party I ever attended. Never again. It was at my buddy Doug's house, and there were roughly ten billion people at the party. It was loud, it was annoying, and my newborn daughter who had been born only a few weeks later was in the throes of a rough bout with colic. I finally found a quiet room where I watched Donovan McNabb run out of gas in the 4th quarter and the Eagles run a 2 minute drill like they were winning instead of desperately in need of points. I wanted the Eagles to win, but they were having none of it. I swore we would no longer do Super Bowl parties, and my buddy Doug agreed.

40 - The Unparty is born! Steelers and Seahawks was kind of a dud Super Bowl, as we were all cheering for Seattle, but a Super Bowl party of just my buddy and I and our families was a remarkable success. We could focus on the game, we had tons of good food, and zero bums and hangers on bringing us down. We have been at my Buddy's house every year since.

41 - Unparty 2 was just as good as the first one. We were cheering for the Colts over the Bears, so we actually were happy at the end of this one. Kind of a dud game again, but the Unparty was gaining steam.

42 - Unparty 3 was epic. Same great environment as the previous two, only this time we had a spectacular game as well. Seeing the Giants take down the undefeated and totally hateable Patriots on top of the Unparty goodness was swell.

43 - Unparty 4 was almost as good as 3, except we were all rooting for the Cardinals and they didn't get it done. Still, that was an excellent game, and the unparty tradition had taken hold.

44 - Unparty 5 kept alive a 3 year streak of unparty goodness plus a good game. Peyton Manning falling apart with a Pick 6 when you were expecting him to drive to tie the game. Yes, we were rooting for the Saints.

45 - Unparty 6 another good game, and the team we wanted to win getting the W. If Rashard Mendenhall doesn't fumble on the first play of the 4th quarter, the Steelers get the W. But he did, and they didn't.

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