I was watching with my son and a few of his friends (a couple of young ladies and the rest guys... oh, and my daughter at school, chiming in via text messaging).
General consensus was that the Black-Eyed Peas were horrible, the guys liked Slash emerging from the under the stage for Sweet Child of Mine and the girls felt like Usher rescued the half-time show (I guess it’s the dancing, not sure).
But overall, they referred to the show as a “face-palm”. (I think that’s when you cringe and bury your forehead in your palm...)
Me? I’m still trying to figure out the dancing ice cubes.
Maybe it was his outfit that looked like he took a big dump in his pants.
Lowest. Crotch. Evah.
For what it is worth, “Face-palm” means to smack yourself for doing something stupid. Your palm is traveling to your face because you need to punush yourself for doing something stupid. “Crap, we made a housemusic band to the job of a rock band! *face-palm” Atleast I hope is what the people responsable for putting theses jackasses on stage are saying to themselves.