07 February 2012
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I'm going to be blunt. I'm tired. Not of blogging in general or writing about actual, God honest news. But I am tired of bullshit. And there's been entirely too much of it as of late.
The past 2 weeks of over-the-top hype, then vast amounts of post Super Bowl reaction, have sent me over the edge. I'm glad football season is over. Not just Glad. I'm THRILLED.
If anything could make me actively despise the game of football, it's the 2 weeks of media buildup to the Super Bowl. It was beyond exhausting. I'm still trying to shake off a post NFL season hangover.
It comes down to this. I love the game itself. I love those 3 hours (or 4, if we're talking college ball) when action is taking place...on the field. But I'm up to here with the off field crap. There's just so damn much of it. Too much of it in today's 24/7/365 social media-fied news cycle.
9 1/2 hours of pregame shows leading up to the Super Bowl is the definition of wretched excess. When it comes to TV coverage of the NFL, and specifically the Super Bowl, too much isn't just not enough, it's just getting started.
I don't care about Rob Gronkowski's porn star girl friend, even if the media finds her attention whoring on Twitter fascinating.
If Gisele Bundchen thinks her husband's teammates are a bunch of stone-handed stiffs, I don't want to hear it. Yet her off hand remarks are front page news.
Massholes railing against one of the best QB's in NFL history because he lost a Super Bowl is facepalm worthy.
Even worse is ESPN's overpaid hack of a columnist Rick Reilly calling the Pats the "Washington Generals." Never has someone been paid so much...with nothing of relevance to say.
The next time I hear Robert Irsay and Peyton Manning are having a pissing match via dueling newspaper columns, it'll be one time too many. Shut the fuck up and talk about your differences in private.
I don't want to read another mock draft for at least a couple of months. Draftniks are on my list.
Did you hear Ndamukong Suh stomped on a player? The media thinks they are being clever every time they bring it up. It's not clever, it's hackneyed.
Save for the new Jamie and Wojo show on WXYT-FM (they've been missed), sports talk radio can die in a fire. The callers need to be first in line to be covered in flames.
So what if M.I.A. flipped off the nation during halftime? Regardless of the tsk-tsking in the media, was it really that big of a deal? I'd wager 99% of those watching the game didn't even notice.
Time for Peter King and his Sports Illustrated MMQB column to take a long break. I just didn't have the energy to read his post Super Bowl piece. For the most part, it's the same shit, different game. Actually, same goes for every other damn mainstream media NFL "expert." Season's over, go the fuck away.
I'm sorry, but some journeyman receiver in Denver getting popped for a DUI isn't huge news, even if his license plates read "SAUCED." Dumb? Yes. News? Barely a ripple.
The problem is the NFL has gotten so good at keeping themselves above the fold as the lead story, any and all football news is considered to a DEFCON 1 style alert.
The NFL media world needs more beat writers who do the down and dirty reporting, and less of the Skip Bayless talking head morons, who do...well, nothing but make painful, useless, white fucking noise.
It feels as if the media's race to the bottom has been won. But there are no real winners.
We NFL fans are the losers.
(STEPS OFF SOAPBOX)
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