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It would seem, at first glance, that the NFL has done something "asinine" in its planning for Super Bowl XLVIII. For the first time ever, the game will be played in a cold-weather city, in an open-air venue—MetLife stadium in the Meadowlands—and by putting the Super Bowl in the New York-New Jersey metro, some say, the league may have turned their biggest event into the world’s biggest mess.
Last year’s Super Bowl MVP, Joe Flacco, called the decision stupid. Terry Bradshaw hates the idea. Columnists from CBS and ESPN have objected as well. But while bad weather would be a nightmare for people traveling to the game, and while it might make for a nasty afternoon inside the stadium, a Super Bowl in bad weather would be a delight for everyone else—a gloriously gritty, sloppy spectacle of old-school football.
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"So, sure, maybe Super Bowl week in New York won’t have the sun and fun of warmer climes. Maybe getting to the game will be a mess, and the glitterati fans will be miserable. Big deal. Let the celebrities shiver and the (literally) fair-weather fans stay home. And let the team that adapts the best to nasty conditions win ugly. That, after all, is what football is supposed to be about."