Just when you were getting ready to enjoy a great game of football, President Obama had to go and ruin it all. Yes, he did the unthinkable. He chose a team. Nothing is sacred anymore!
Shameless opportunism comes in many forms, but nothing says “campaign 2012 starts today” like the seemingly benign phrase, “I’ve got some love for the Steelers.” Did he really think he could get away with such a blatant infusion of partisan politics into an otherwise innocent sport?
As you know, congressional Republicans are contractually obligated to oppose his Sunday pick, and presidential hopefuls are now scrambling to address his pigskin talking points.
Just like that the Super Bowl became all about politics.
This is yet another example of the attempt to polarize our great nation. President Obama was not elected to be the president of Wall Street, the top two percent, or the Steelers. He was elected to be the president of the United States of America, cheeseheads and Polamalus alike.
Words do matter. While it is impossible to undo what has been said, hopefully you can utilize the healing power of buffalo wings and nachos to squeeze out some enjoyment from one of the most fiercely competitive and previously apolitical days of the year.
May the best candidate win!