I have a secret. You ready? I don’t care about the Super Bowl. There, I said it. I don’t even know who’s playing. I could blame this lack of interest on the fact that I’m 9 months pregnant or that my husband is turning 40 next weekend and I’m a little preoccupied with those celebrations. But, the truth is, I’ve never really cared about the game.
Don’t get me wrong. I will gladly throw or attend a Super Bowl party solely for the food, commercials and camaraderie but I will probably be too busy chatting or stuffing my face to pay attention to the actual football. Yeah, I’m that girl who’s like “everyone be quiet” during the commercials but I talk loudly during the last five seconds of the 4th quarter when the score is tied and one of the teams is about to kick the winning field goal. Just because I don’t care doesn’t mean I don’t know stuff….