Who needs lyrics? Consider the seating travesty. The botched national anthem. The weather. The injuries due to the falling ice. The seemingly countless number of stolen laptops and briefcases with "sensitive" information. The gates being closed. The fingerpointing.
I was talking with a friend yesterday, and I asked, "Why can't we do anything right?"
Two weeks before the Super Bowl, I wrote a small post about the Super Bowl not seeming real. As if there were all these things that should be happening that weren't. That absence, that void did not feel right.
Quite literally, between the time we learned the area got a Super Bowl, Dallas, Fort Worth and the surrounding areas haven't changed. I dare the city of Arlington to show me all the hotels that were supposed to go up. No alternative means of transportation were brought in. Nothing was done to deal with traffic.
All we had was that dumb stadium. I actually kind of hate that stadium now. It represents how disastrous the last week has been and how embarrassed I was seeing outsiders skate across highways, brave cold temperatures, write stories based little on the game and more all the inane bullshit that surrounded it.
It was Dallas-Fort Worth's time to shine. Instead, it drooped and waited for someone or something to save it.
There were ways to anticipate all of this. There was a chance that bad weather would hit the area in February. A week before, we knew it was coming. Why wasn't salt used? Why weren't more trucks brought in. Not just more for Dallas and Fort Worth. I mean as many trucks as Chicago or Boston might have in a icy, wintery storm.
Then there's the seating issue. Clearly, it was an inept confluence of the fire marshal/city, Jerry Jones, the NFL and the contractor just fucking everything up.
Only in Dallas. Where our general manager and the guy putting this shindig together is seen photographed at bars and clubs with girls that could be his granddaughters.
Only in a city where a jock-sniffing city councilman would give a Philadelphia Eagle -- and convicted felon -- a key to the city. Whilst there was a 100 percent chance that same councilman would not give Ben Roethlisberger even a punch in the arm. And we know why -- and it has nothing to do with rape as much as it does race.
Only in a city that allows the marquee franchise to build their world-renown stadium in a suburb. Then invest $50 million in a football stadium that no one wants to play in.
Only in a city that allows its best and foremost baseball player get so disgruntled that he wants a trade from a World Series team.
For whatever reason, we can do nothing right.
We do not deserve another Super Bowl. I hope we don't get one. It's just another opportunity to screw it up.
