Let Me Know When You Get Over Your Prejudice— I’ve Never Loved a Halftime Show More

I really don’t care a bit about football.

I’m very simply not a football person unless I feel like I have to be. I will go to a watch party at a friend’s house because it seems like something others enjoy, and I want to spend time with those people. I will provide the requisite buffalo chicken dip because I love eating it, and I will pretend to care about this or that field goal because it’s the topic my fellow spectators are onto. The Army Navy game a few months ago was the first game I actually attended in person in about two decades, and I went because it was important to my veteran parents. (And, you know, the six hour tailgate, which was top notch, I must say.)

My point: football ain’t my thing, y’all.

But while my very beloved baseball games have many traditions I hold dear and nothing warms me up quite like singing “Take Me Out to the Ball Game” during the seventh inning stretch, what baseball games don’t have is halftime.

And when I tell you my eyes were glued to the television for Shakira and JLo’s Super Bowl Halftime performance, I want you to picture a joyous child discovering live streaming for the first time.