Ah, welcome to Super Bowl week, during which we will hear countless hours of well-deserved blah-blah-blah praise about the skills of the participants, while simultaneously wondering about the gentlemen in charge on each sideline, or about the true personality that lies hidden behind each player’s face mask.
Are these men to admire? Do we need them to be?
Many of us on Sunday will merely want to eat our Buffalo wings, watch the Budweiser horses and puppies in the TV commercials and see what Katy Perry is or isn’t wearing when she sings at halftime, then get back to the game to decide if Seattle or New England will be “world champions” (even though teams from the rest of the world are not invited).
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