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i don't give a rats ass about super bowl personally. i'm not, nor have i ever been, a football fan.
growing up however, my parents always watched and they always had a party. so it became a tradition of sorts to celebrate. my current bf is a huge football fan--he watches the games and then wants to watch espn recap the same game he just watched, for hours. he particularly enjoys going to a sports bar so he can watch 4 different games being played at once (which is amazing to me--he can't hear a word i say if he's watching only one game, but he can pay attention to 4 games on different sets at the same time?).
why do i care? i don't. why will i go to the party? because my bf wants me there. the only joy i get is booze and commercials. please, don't begrudge me those two simple pleasures as i sit through a couple of hours of torture in the name of love.
and no, i wouldn't get upset if someone told me to shut up mid-game. however, i know for a fact that anyone who's watching the game can't really hear me as they are incapable of understanding anything that doesn't pertain to the actual game (as evidenced all season long).
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