People Place Bets On A Stunningly Stupid Array Of Super Bowl Details
Come, sit with us and laugh at some of them
Do you find yourself predicting which quarter of the Super Bowl will be the highest-scoring, what color the Gatorade poured on the winning coach will be, which song Coldplay will sing to open the halftime show, whom the MVP will thank first, whether the winning team will score more points than Donald Trump’s future voting percentage in New Hampshire, or whether Peyton Manning will throw for more touchdowns than goals Arsenal will score against Bournemouth?
If the answer to any of these questions is “yes,” you probably need some new hobbies and new friends. But if you have some extra cash and happen to be in Las Vegas this weekend, you can wager on any of these questions and many, many more.
(For recreational purposes only: The second, orange, A Sky Full of Stars, God, Trump, and Arsenal.)
Ever since the nation beat Vegas in forecasting a rushing touchdown by William “The Fridge” Perry—in the prop bet that spurred a billion-dollar business—wagers on everything other than the final score has become a celebrated rite of Super Bowl weekend.
If you’re only interested in food, well, one can bet whether Buffalo Wild Wings will sell more or less than 12 million wings.
If you love Lady Gaga, you can put money down on whether her anthem will be shorter or longer than 140 seconds.
If you’re only interested in the wagering, don’t forget to gamble on the gambling: the over/under on Nevada’s Super Bowl handle is $118 million.
If you tune in for the halftime show, you can bet on whether Beyonce’s cleavage will be showing (the underdog is “no”) or whether cult favorite Left Shark will make a return appearance (odds opened at 15/1).
If you’re only watching the Super Bowl to be social, there’s a betting line on how social you’re being (i.e. how many millions of viewers tune in).
If you’re an animal lover, keep in mind that Team Ruff is a 7 1/2-point favorite on Team Fluff in the Puppy Bowl.
If you’re the family of Panthers safety Kurt Coleman, you can bet a buck that he’ll be named MVP—and win $15,000! Or, more likely, buy a casino owner half a cup of coffee with your dollar.
If you’re a seismologist, you might have some good info on this betting line: Will there be an earthquake?
And, of course, don’t forget the children: Will the first Panther touchdown scorer give the ball to a boy or girl?
(No, longer, over, yes/no, over 117 million, Fluff, no, no, and girl.)