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Maybe it's because I was three when it first happened, or maybe it's just because I like disagreeing with G. in a public forum, but with this post I hereby decree that we let the Super Bowl Shuffle go. Now, before you go all Mike Ditka and start getting up in my (blog post's) face, just hear out my arguments. Who the hell gave Calvin Thomas that saxaphone? Has he ever seen a saxaphone before? Shouldn't he know you have to at least wiggle your fingers if you're pretending to play it? I hate to think what would've happened if they had given him the drumsticks.
As a punter, Maury Buford was pretty used to wearing one of those stupid, single-bar punters' helmets, but that doesn't justify the ridiculous hat he's sporting in the video. No one else got to wear a hat. That's just unfair.
I love novelty songs. Hell, I have a tattoo of Weird Al (not really), but after hearing the same joke song every year for my entire life, the charm is starting to wear off. Every year I fear the NFL is going to try and recreate the magic and make an updated version that's even more annoying. Actually, maybe it could be good. It could go like this "My name is Randy and I set the pace/When I allegedly punch women right in the face."
Damn it, Calvin. You suck at that fucking saxaphone.
It's mean to Bears fans. They had their shot last year, but the Bears had absolutely nothing to be excited about this year. Now, thanks to Youtube, they have Jim McMahon's stupid face reminding them of when they were worth a crap every five seconds.
I think that should be more than enough evidence to have the Super Bowl Shuffle stricken from the record. Disagree? I'm going to send Gary "The Hitman" Fenick after your asses. |
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