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My marginal interest in the game fizzled along with the relationshipwhich is to say, quickly.
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In the 27 years since, no man has succeeded in wooing me into gridiron fandom.
But this past NFL season, Swift did.
We were, and remain, riveteddown to the chicken finger.
We relish every 87 on thatcustom Kristin Juszczyk puffer!
The appearances represented another frontier in the Swift metaverse.
No matter what I privately think aboutKelces outfits, its a love story…you know the rest.
But after my daughter and I started tuning in for Taylor, we kept on watching the games.
It is, in its way, not unlike a dive into the captivating, Easter-egg-filled Swift canon.
Do I care if more seasoned fans of both Swift and the NFLthink this is ridiculous?Definitely not.
Meteoric ratings for Swift-attended games suggest my children and I are not the only ones who are new here.
Swift is, too, though the Pennsylvania native was raised a de facto Eagles fan.
Football is awesome, it turns out, shesaidplayfully in her Time Person of the Year interview.
Ive been missing out my whole life.
And what are Swifties?
We are people who love stories.
Entertainment value and different things.
Taking away from what really happens on the field.
As if entertainment valuesometimes to barbaric effecthasnt always been synonymous with the game.
(Still, they managed to win their division and advance to the second round of the playoffs.)
Others have predictably invoked Yoko Ono andclaimedthat Swift has ruined the NFL.
These takes are almost too tired to dignify, and yet I cant resist.
Or, as Swift deemed this contingent of fans toTime:the dads, Brads, and Chads.
These sexist curmudgeons are missing out on the unfiltered joyboth on and off the internetof the Swift/NFL crossover event.
Its like watching a Mad Lib come to life, Princiotti says of her worlds colliding.
Van Valkenburg is celebrating the season of Swift and Kelce.
All Too Well is unbelievably good, he subsequently told her.
The details in this song are literary.
I can appreciate that the die-hards may have no patience for the likes of me right now.
(If we have two entities of monoculture left, theyre Taylor Swift and the NFL, Princiotti says.
Gatekeeping is a ridiculous concept in either case, but people still try.)
