Well, everyone remembers the wardrobe malfunction from two years ago, which had the nipple effect of live tape delay. ABC, who's televising the game, is implementing a five-second delay. But, while I don't expect Mick to flash any nipplage at half-time, one never knows what sort of ads and half-time "entertainment" one is going to be, er, exposed to.
And Sofie is an observant little girl, who is at the imitation and repeating stage. Nor will she be the only little person there.
So, what's a parent to do? We'll have non-parental adults and other adult parents who will no doubt want to enjoy the game, the ads and the half-time show. Do I encroach on their fun for the sake of guarding my daughter's innocence? Well, of course, the answer's yes. But one also wants to be a good host. And what if it's all pretty tame anyway?
Luckily I have very empathetic friends--and chatty ones. We'll all be so busy yammerin' that we'll probably miss all that stuff anyway.
As I recall, I was discussing elements of the liturgy with a certain tall and beefy Anglo-Catholic priest during "the exposure" of two years ago. I missed the whole thing.
Posted by Clifton at February 3, 2006 02:42 PM | TrackBackThis is why God invented Tivo. I can watch every live play of a game and even rewind whatever good plays I want to see again and still knock the viewing time down to an hour and a half or less. Which means that over the course of this past season I've gained at least a full day of my life to do things other than endure commercials, halftime shows and the blather of "analysts."
Posted by: cparks at February 3, 2006 04:05 PM