superbowl letdown

superbowl ads sucked. mind you, i only saw the second half, but nothing was good. chimpanzees kissing ass? tired. napster's cheapo ripoff of netzero? come on. seriously. spend just a little more money on a decent ad agency, willya?

the game? oh yeah, bill belicheck, the second coming of vince lombardi. of course. after he leaves cleveland. now we're getting his defensive coordinator as the next savior of the browns. hooray. forgive my skepticism, but until i see otherwise i'm going to assume that all those great defensive schemes had more to do w/old billy than with romeo.

i'm pretty sure the plain dealer will spare us all the shakespeare references. but with the likes of their core of columnists, i can't be so sure. where did bud shaw learn how to write in the english language? a cracker jack box? i swear, half the time the guy seems like he's stoned and just can't connect the dots. where you taking me, buddy boy?

that kind of unfollowable stream of consciousness is reserved for the blogosphere--not mainstream media.

so on the second go-round, i did see the fedex top 10 ad. pretty solid for its self deprecating angle. fedex has consistently kicked ass on their superbowl ads... doesn't mean i'm any more likely to send stuff expeditiously through fed ex, but there you go.