I'm not a Super Bowl kind of person...unless my team is playing. Otherwise I ignore the whole spectacle. Too much money spent on nothing. Too many egos out of proportion with reality. It's all just too big with no actual value to the average person. And I have to wonder how many CEOs from health insurance companies will be spending money on private boxes today. Oh, and let's not forget the lobbyists that will be there plying their trade like professional call girls. Oh, and they will of course be there too.
When I was in high school I did go to the Friday night games, though I could have cared less who won. I went to run around with friends. Get in the car and drive around in the dark. Listen to Wolfman Jack on the way home from a game. The actual game? Don't remember any of them. But I had my student body card with the holes punched proving I'd been to games.
This card was in an envelope of photos bought at a flea market. I didn't particularly care either way if I bought it. It was one of those deals where the seller says, "Take everything in the envelope, or don't take any of it."
George Washington High School is located in San Francisco. It opened August 4, 1936. A stadium, auditorium, and gymnasium were added in 1940. The school was formally dedicated on Armistice Day 1940. A few well known graduates include Maya Angelou, Danny Glover, Johnny Mathis, and Lana Turner. This card did not belong to any of them. It belonged to an ordinary person whose stuff somehow ended up at a flea market. Isn't that the way it will eventually be for most of us?
So happy football extravaganza to those who will be watching the spectacle and happy "do something else day" to those of us who won't. And to those at the game? Keep your program and ticket stubs. Just put them away in a drawer when you get home. Someday you can sell them at a flea market. Super Bowl ephemera.