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Showing posts with label Superbowl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Superbowl. Show all posts

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Los Angeles Times..gets it wrong on Superbowl commercials!



Each week, the Los Angeles Times publishes a feature in the weeklend section of the daily, in which they mouth off about what is overrated and what is not.

In today's Sunday edition staff writers were inclined to lament that Super Bowl commercials were underrated.

Huh?

Actually, the complete opposite is true, if you are to believe the intense frenzied traffic on the Internet that proliferated during and after the highly-watched sports event.

In fact, at Yahoo and Alexa,  the  searches were so staggering, that the subject of  Super Bowl commercials was propelled into the golden heights of the top ten list.

Nowithstanding, earlier in the evening I also noticed links on a couple of well-travelled web sites inviting web surfers to play back those precious thirty-second-jolts of advertising which satiated a Nation's hungry for a bit of laughter in the midst of troubled storms that have been wearing us all down on all fronts of late.

Wake up, dudes!

When I was a kid, commercial break was the occasion to dash off to the water closet and take a whiz, rustle up a tasty snack, pick your nose (whatever).

To quote  one of the most successful slogans Madison Avenue ever came  up with:

"You've come a long way, baby!"



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Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Tom Brady...football stud gets "nookie", at last!


A frenzied pack of paparazzi camped outside of the apartment of top model - Gisele - the other night...and waited for Tom Brady (her hottie overnight guest) to exit the love nest.

Reporters noted it was a tough assignment; but, the coveted prize - titillating footage of Brady descending her stoop in the wee hours of dawn - was worth it.

There wasn't any taxi in sight, fortunately; with Brady's luck, it may have turned out to be the "Cash Cab". So, Brady was forced to walk a gauntlet down the street, as crazed photogs jockeyed for position, in a boisterous effort to land their best shot.

In view of the sheepish grin on his face, it was evident - as the old saying goes - he was "in" like Flynn! Must have been the posies that cinched it!

When the street newsie said - "back to you in the studio" - the anchorman chortled, "There is a fine line between reporting and stalking. I guess we just crossed it."

Not satisfied with that scoop, their news team proceeded to corner Brady's childhood dentist, to get the skinny on the origins of the pro star's dazzling million-dollar smile. Oh-my-God, the staff hauled out old photographs of Brady (chronicles of his bygone youth) - which not only exposed teeth that were crooked - but were toothy enough to require braces.

Imagine that smooch, in a moment of passion, ladies!

"So, I guess the smile is what landed the football star romantic flings with the likes of top models like Gisele," the reporter opined.

With a little grin, the doc responded that Brady, "...has a lot going for him".

I get your drift, doc. After all, everyone knows what a strong overbite means!

In recent days, sports fans - and the public alike - have been overwhelmed by the young stud.

Wonder how the late-night carousing will affect his - um - performance on the field?

Yeah, football is my favorite action sport. I mean, there's somethin' about all those lace up pouches, tight butts, and all that rough-housing and tackling...that resonates in a deep, homo-erotic way.

As to the the V-shaped torsos and the wide shoulders - well - from the looks of those poetic silhouettes in motion on the field, they're virile macho guys, alright.

But what's with all the hugging, and the butt slapping, and tom-foolery in the locker room?

Male bonding? Ah, a tribal ritual - I guess.

Athletes like Beckham and Brady are pretty much a unique sports breed. And, they've got the big bucks, to prove it.

Bottom line, they're highly-skilled warriors (action thrillers), with a dynamite dose of sex appeal thrown into the mix.

Looks like you snared one, Giselle.

Play ball!

 
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