Reminds me of me preaching to my mom back in the 90’s about the reality of UFOs and Non Human Intelligence, government coverups, Roswell, etc, etc.
She looked at me and said “What difference would it make to me? I still have to wake up every morning and pay my bills.”
Point taken. This is kind of the same thing. No matter the level of pomp and circumstance, at the end of the day it’s a football game. Even if your team wins, yeah, it’s history, yeah it’s amazing and fun and party, party, party…
But at the end of the day, you still get up in the morning, go about your day, pay your bills, get after your responsibilities…
But admit it. Life is a little sweeter when your beloved team wins the Super Bowl.