If "advertising is dead," like many say, then the two weeks before the Super Bowl are the kind of mortality that American manufacturing would like to experience.
Nike co-founder and chairman Phil Knight told a crowd of several thousand at the Bryce Jordan Center in late January that Joe Paterno suffered for his actions. No, sir, it was for his inactions.
What went wrong? Pay attention, Gisele. Here's the deal: If there is a God, He's got some pretty big problems going on these days, such as poverty, plagues and starvation.
Patrick Witt's detractors will dismiss him as just another by-product of the college beef trust or an ornament to the new, global retail-market university that has displaced it. But the real casualty is not Witt but any college that celebrates its Witts above what matters.
Yes, everyone scoffed when Eli Manning stood up for himself months ago. Before the season he said, yes I'm an elite quarterback. And we all snickered, yeah right. Well guess what? There's not a better quarterback in the NFL.
In the final hours, is Ford a crybaby or a brand taking the high road? Is Chevy loving all the attention? How many YouTube hits will the commercial get?
When it was time for the judges' decision, the words "by unanimous decision" were perfectly expected, but the name that followed them wasn't.
At the end of every NFL season, Canadians sit with quiet envy as the jets fly over the stadium and the popstar of the day mangles the words to "The Star-Spangled Banner." And although most will deny it if asked, we wish that spectacle could be ours. Perhaps this year's Grey Cup pop a few Viagra and join the 21st century.
It's Super Bowl Sunday and all anyone in Indianapolis can seem to talk about is Manning, Manning, Manning. Peyton, that is.
As America gears up for Super Bowl XLVI, Bill Belichick remains studiously calm. The head coach of the New England Patriots, who face their old rivals the New York Giants on Sunday, seems unperturbed by the angst that is gnawing away at the fans.
Today, more than 100 million people are going to tune in to the Super Bowl. They will be watching more than just an American tradition at play -- they will be witnessing one of the deadliest sports in history, whose record of premature deaths demonstrates in sobering reality the silent killer in all of us: inflammation.
On Sunday, as fans of football and fans of commercials gather round the TV, my husband will be sitting with me at a devastatingly romantic restaurant.
Levon Aronian's brilliant victory at the prestigious Tata Steel tournament in Wijk aan Zee, the Netherlands, would normally be the topic of our conversation. But it was a young Chinese girl, Hou Yifan, 17, who stole the limelight.
Some parents (OK, mostly moms) grudgingly let their kids watch but feel very uncomfortable the whole time about the lessons kids are learning. I say use the Super Bowl to raise the kids you want!
Super Bowl Sunday. For most men, it makes their year. Unfortunately, for too many, the year ends the day after. PFDS, Post Football Depression Syndrome sets in and sets in with a vengeance.
This Sunday brings the Super Bowl. Why should you care as a gay person? Why should you watch? Here's the deal. (Some generalizations will follow. And some X-rated suggestions. And yes, I'm skipping Madonna entirely in this equation, to truly make a valid case.)
There's my fantasy -- hey, a girl can dream! Now share yours. This totally helps, I swear. The dark cloud of doom and despair hovering above me has temporarily lifted and I'm almost not dreading a Super Bowl party with all Giants fans.
No one takes health and fitness more seriously than today's top football players. So isn't it kind of absurd that as we watch Sunday's game we will all be bombarded by advertisements for some of the unhealthiest junk food imaginable?
That Madonna lady's got halftime covered, but for the rest of your Super Bowl party time, here's one not-so-tight-end's playlist that's super in at least one sense.
Michael Smerconish, 2012. 6.02
Maggie Van Ostrand, 2012. 5.02