HUMOR: ‘B’ is for Bust

As soon as I learned that the Denver Broncos and Seattle Seahawks were going to be the Super Bowl contenders, I started thinking of a humor article about the Pot Bowl.  Weed Bowl.  Grass Bowl.

Alas, the big news outlets had also made note that Colorado and Washington are the only two states that have legalized recreational use of marijuana for adults.

Then I came up with an original moniker for the 48th Super Bowl:  "CanniBowl".  I designed in my head a Super Bowl poster for Super Bowl parties that  would have some sort of bizarre, artistic arrangement of football cannibals and leafy cannabis plants with the wording:

CanniBowl Party
Sunday February 2nd at 4pm. 
Good eats!  

I eventually abandoned my idea after Googling on cannibal images. 

But by halftime, I realized that CanniBowl was the perfect name for the 48th Super Bowl.  The Seahawks chomped on the Broncos from start to finish.

Regarding the other aspects of Super Bowl Sunday, I can honestly say that the company was great, the beer was good, the commercials were a mixed bag (including many delightful and humorous spots), Bruno Mars was fabulous, the Red Hot Chili Peppers were… the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

But the main event — watching the Broncos’ pain as the Seahawks methodically ate them for lunch was not that appetizing.   It was more like buzzards on a dead horse.