Sobreviví
I survived the Great Super Bowl Halftime Scare of 2026. At least, I mostly survived. For some reason, from the time Bad Bunny got about 30 seconds into Tití Me Preguntó, I’ve only been able to write in Spanish. I’ve been forced to use Google and ChatGPT to translate today’s edition back into Inglés, so forgive me if some of my usually pithy, punny wordplay is no bueno. During my first day of high school Spanish, my teacher, Mrs. Martinez, asked, “Cómo te llamas?” And I nervously answered, “Bien, y tu?” So if anything, for me, the Bad Bunny halftime show arrived too late. Given the reaction of many of the critics, including our Complainer in Chief, the message of the show couldn’t come soon enough. Neither could the phrase written on the football he held up at the end of the performance: “Together, We Are America.” Only against the backdrop of today’s divisions could that statement be seen as a form of protest.
+ Featuring Ricky Martin, Lady Gaga (Hmm, that last name sounds a little foreign), a cast of celebrities, and a real wedding, “his entire performance rebuked the notion that he is some culture-war proxy being foisted upon an American public that wants its stars to shut up and sing. Yes, he filled this show with slogans and symbols signaling Puerto Rican and Latino pride at a time when federal agents are menacing Spanish speakers and President Trump has declared English to be the national language. But fundamentally, the halftime was a blast: an instant-classic, precisely detailed, relentlessly stimulating medley rooted in the good old-fashioned pleasure principle.” The Atlantic (Gift Article): Bad Bunny’s critics said his Super Bowl halftime show would be divisive. They were totally wrong.
+ With messages like, “God bless America” and “The only thing more powerful than hate is love,” it’s no wonder that Trump complained that, “Nobody understands a word this guy is saying…it makes no sense.” Hopefully, he had an easier time understanding Green Day’s pre-game rendition of American Idiot.
+ There are rough journalistic assignments, and then there are rough journalistic assignments. Chandelis Duster in NPR had one of the latter. Here’s what happened at Kid Rock’s alternative halftime show.
+ For the most part, the commercials played it as safe as the teams’ offenses. A guy whose most famous public meal was Evander Holyfield’s ear giving us dietary advice was certainly a choice. The most notable thing about the ads was that a whole lot of them were for AI companies or used a lot of AI to create. USA Today ranked all of the commercials.
+ And, yes, yes. There was a game. But you’d be forgiven for missing it. Everything, and I mean everything, went dark right from the start. The Ringer: How the Seahawks’ Dark Side Defense Turned Super Bowl LX Into a Blowout. The best stories on the other side of the ball included a rare MVP for a running back. Seahawks’ Kenneth Walker III becomes first RB to win award in 28 years. And the redemption of Sam Darnold was so sweet, I managed to completely forget he played for USC.
+ And maybe the only thing from Super Bowl week that was more absurd than the halftime controversy was the fact that sports reporters who traveled from around the country were shocked to find out that the most beautiful city in the world isn’t a hellscape. It’s just that right wing media has been lying about it for so long. (Guys, they’ve been lying about everything else, too.) Super Bowl Visitors Find San Francisco Better Than Its Apocalyptic Image.
