I love football, American football, especially professional football. This year, as a Seattleite, I was particularly excited because my home team, the Seattle Seahawks, made it all the way to the Super Bowl. Not only that, but they won in a game that, for non-Seahawks fans, was described as dull. Dull only because the Hawks dominated the game. As a fan, I love that kind of dull. My wife and I had friends over to watch and celebrate, friends who had young children. Then came the halftime show. My friends, who had more sense than I, took their children to outside to play and missed the halftime show altogether.
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