I was in New Orleans last week and apparently there's going to be a football game there this weekend. I'm pretty sure that it's on Sunday, but check your local listings. So here's my Super Bowl Party playlist.
The connection here is not so much the acrobatic catch. These sports moments are all about memories. Family and friends and school days and loyalty to roots.
The Super Bowl is only a little more than three days away, but the for the NFL it can't happen soon enough.
With so many people watching -- and watching the commercials, what can we learn about ourselves by what advertisers are trying to sell us, and the tactics they use to get us to identify with their brand?
The 49ers are heavily favored to win the Super Bowl on February 3, but I'll be rooting for the Ravens. My loyalties have nothing to do with football, nor Baltimore. I'll be cheering for the only team in the NFL named for a poem.
I have faith that Tom Brady and the Patriots will be ready to compete come September but I am not expecting them to win the Super Bowl.
Baltimore love is snow-balls covered with melted marshmallow. It's the Domino's sign. It's knowing where not to go.
Whether it's the San Francisco 49ers or the Baltimore Ravens winning Superbowl XLVII, one thing's for sure -- the famous Gatorade shower of the winning coach is going to take a bit of planning, too.
With this year's Super Bowl featuring two teams with vocal allies for the LGBT community in the Ravens' linebacker Brendon Ayanbadejo and the 49ers' head coach Jim Harbaugh, I'm hopeful that their fans may one day be as passionate about LGBT inclusion as they are about the game.
So does God care who wins the Super Bowl? Well, not exactly. But He will be at that game rooting for each player, owner, fan, and concession stand worker hoping that the experience of the Super Bowl will, win or lose, enhance and deepen their relationship with Him.
The football market for one of a kind authentic memorabilia is finally about to blow wide open. Given current market trends, collecting now is almost a sure bet. But how about Ray Lewis?
If you want to get tickets to see the big game up "close" and personal, you need a little bit of luck and a whole lot of patience. But hey, the Harbough brothers did the same thing, and look where they'll be on Super Bowl Sunday.
Going into Super Bowl XLVII, some interesting trends have cropped up on the secondary ticket market, with special significance for fans still looking to grab a seat. On Sunday night, the average price paid for a Super Bowl XLVII ticket was $3,223.
Usually you read about this happening with a family whose last name is Manning, but that era is over. There's a new family in town taking over, and this time they're coaches rather than the players. For the first time in the NFL, two brothers will square off in the Super Bowl.
Seeing a man laid out cold on the field, crushed, unconsciousness, without life, and right next to him, 10 Ravens and Patriots players and three referees in a 2,000-pound pig pile fighting for the loose football right next to him, soured the game for me.
I've been thinking a lot about Jack and Jackie Harbaugh today. As a psychologist and the mom of two boys sharing a career path in film, I can't help but analyze the Harbaugh situation.