You know the worst part about the announcement that Madonna will be the halftime show at the Super Bowl?
(No, it's not that this cracks open the door for Warrant, Twisted Sister or some other time traveler from the 1980s to be the halftime show at future Super Bowls. Although that's a pretty gruesome thought).
It's that somewhere, in some room, at some point, some fogey from the NFL undoubtedly said, "Hey, let's get Madonna! The kids will love it!"
Yeesh. Talk about being out of touch. Can we not get an act that isn't A) semi-retired, B) fully retired, or C) six or eight years past the point when they were actually relevant?
Look, I've got nothing against Madonna, but she's as yesterday as Rubik's Cube. I mean, there's actually a Madonna 2.0 out there (i.e., Lady Gaga). So instead of getting the newest version of Windows, we're getting, um, a Tandy 200.
Next year's halftime show: America!
Because, you know, "Muskrat Love" never gets old.