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A flurry of Super Bowl thoughts

Super Bowl Thought 1
What’s your preferred Super Bowl food?

It’s always different for me every year. Growing up, my church’s youth group would host a Super Bowl party at the youth director’s house. Let me tell you, a lot—and I mean A LOT—of Subway sandwiches paired with Lay’s original chips were eaten at those events. In college, it was mostly whatever I could afford to eat for dinner that particular Sunday; paired with a certain type of beverage, of course. When I got out on my own, the Super Bowl parties became more planned, more focused on the meal items. Dips, sandwiches, finger foods, drinks, all part of the menu over the years.

I believe the main dish with my friends this year is wings, combined with a variety of other nibblers that are guaranteed to give me heartburn later in the evening. I bought a fresh box of Alka Seltzer Extra Strength tablets just for the occasion.
The Super Bowl is one of those special days where some people have a staple recipe they prepare, much like a holiday. It’s kind of fascinating.

Super Bowl Thought 2

Rarely does a Super Bowl’s halftime performance illicit much more out of me than an indifferent, “Hmph.” Can’t say this year’s show is any different. All you J Lo and Shakira fans getting your TiVo’s ready to document the performance forever, I hope you enjoy. I foresee an extra-long kitchen break in my future while the two pop star’s get their groove on for the brisk 14-minute concert. I already know what it’s going to look like: a whole lot of shaking, posing, bending, hair-twirling and clapping. Snippets of songs from here and there all blended together into one long musical mish-mash. If you need me, I’ll be gobbling ranch-covered somethings in the next room.

Super Bowl Thought 3

You can put your money on Kobe Bryant being honored in some shape, form or fashion during the broadcast.

Super Bowl Thought 4

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I don’t want to see Kyle Shanahan and the 49ers win on Sunday night. I’m a bitter Atlanta Falcons fan. Hand up, I’ll admit it.
Fortunately, I think the Chiefs will give San Francisco a hell of a game and make them fight like dogs for every yard they get. In the end, I see Kansas City hoisting the Lombardi Trophy.