I love the Super Bowl more than Rams fans love leaving a good game in the third quarter — more than Bill Belichick loves to suck the air out of a room at a press conference and more than Gronk gets way too excited about doing math.
It's a national holiday for me. I love old highlights, Roman numerals (You sucked 2016 for their elimination), somebody going to Disney World and the trophy procession at the end. At my count (42), I’ve been mentally cognizant of every Super Bowl since Dallas crushed the orange out of Denver in Super Bowl XII.