Along with Jill the tooth, ill be watching the Puppy Bowl, switching over intermittently with playing catch-up on clearing stuff off a very full DVR.
I have zero interest in watching overpaid testosterone-jacked bruisers pummeling each other for the privilege of carrying a pigskin egg up and down a huge field for hours on end.
I used to sometimes try to catch the halftime show but its not exactly been anything to write home about lately. Besides, if there were any standout performances, they’ll be re-running them ad infinitum for days.