We, as a nation, get worked up about some of the silliest things, don't we? In the past 5 days, I have seen more violence, more stupidity, and more complaining about one thing then I have in LONG time. What is this thing, you ask? The Super Bowl, of course. Being a current resident of the great Commonwealth of Massachusetts, and the grandiose collegetown that Boston really is, I have seen much violence and stupidity done in the name of a victory celebration. A student died, cars were flipped over and set on fire, and people, adults and students alike, were seen in all stages of drunken revelry. British soccer fans, look out! You've got nothing in the way of wreckage compared to the madness that is a happy Boston sports fan. Granted, this is not the first time this city has gone insane over sports. Something about Red Sox and a curse...

And then we have the super bowl itself. And in the course of one half time show, Janet Jackson flashed her boobs in a "costume malfunction" while a streaker broke through the crack security of the super bowl to "strut his stuff" (although CBS wouldn't let us see that...) First of all, what in the world is a costume malfunction? How exactly does clothing break? Folks, first of all, it is a boob. There are worst things in the world to see then 1 second of Janet Jackson's boob. Most of us see more then that on the T every day, even in the dead of winter. Mistake or not, is it really worth getting all up at arms about one flash of skin? Parents, if you think your kids have never seen boobs, they either have never seen TV, movies, or life in general, or you are in a complete state of denial. Should Janet have come running on stage with no shirt on? No, of course not. But accident or not, it was one second. The naked man should be the angry one. He was butt naked, and he didn't even get to be on TV (he can say he was tackled by a pro football player though, which is pretty cool in itself.)

In reality, what should we take away from all of this insanity? Folks, it is a game. It is entertainment. It is not about wrecking a town, getting into fights or protesting about tiny bits of skin. As a former athlete and a die hard hockey fan, I understand why you get excited about sports. Adrenaline, the clash of the top teams fighting for victory. Hell, that is why people used to watch battles back in the days of the civil war. A clash of the titans, as it were, is always exciting. But remember, when it all comes down to it. It is all about the entertainment. Boston fans, I admire your devotion to your team, but try not to level the city every time your teams do well. Heaven help us all if the curse is ever lifted...