the kid vs the GOAT

I've never been much of a football fan.

But then in high school, my son started playing, so my interest in the game went up ever so slightly.

And unless the Giants or the Patriots (in the good old days, prior to this season) were playing, my primary interest in the Super Bowl has always been the ads and half-time show.

But not this year.

I know a little about the game. And I mean little. 

I do know what a down is. In fact,  I pride myself in being able to understand the meaning of, say, for example, 1st & 10, or 4th & goal, or even something as crazy as 3rd & 15. My son, who probably knows the stats of every NFL player who has ever lived, is not impressed. When I call him with some stupid question, he barely condescends to answer.

All that being said, I am really looking forward to tomorrow's Super Bowl game when the Buccaneers play Kansas City in Tampa.

Unlike my son who knows the history of the teams as well as the players, I pretty much know the quarterbacks. Not so much their stats, but their characters.  

First, how can anyone not love Patrick Mahomes? He's 25. A smart and respected leader.  Calm under pressure. Humble. Decent. Oh, and adorable.

The same can be said of Tom Brady, except that he's 43, and more handsome than adorable.

I know Mahomes is young and likely has more Super Bowls ahead of him (though my son argues against this logic and points to Russell Wilson as an example).

And Brady. This will be his 10th time playing in a Super Bowl.  He's won 6 of them, and was MVP 4 times. If his team wins, no one can reasonably argue again that he's not the GOAT. 

So I don't know. 

I would love to see Tom win his 7th ring. And I do believe that Patrick won't be retiring with only one.

Still, it's hard to root for one when it means rooting against the other.

They both deserve the win. And whatever does happen in tomorrow's game, for a myriad of reasons, it will be a Super Bowl like no other.

I will be at home, in comfy clothes, cheering alone.