Megan H: My favorite Super Bowl memory was when the Seahawks were playing the Patriots. I went to a party at my friend’s house. There were tons of people, food and games. During the game, my friend’s mom took two crock pot lids and challenged the people sitting on the couches to throw pillows at her as she moved through the minefield of seats. Bravely deflecting the missiles, she arrived to the kitchen safely. Now that’s some good entertainment.
Vivek G: The very first Super Bowl that I remember was the Patriots against the Rams, way back in the 2001 season. I listened to it on the radio, because my parents forced us to go outside to do some shopping. Listening to the announcers on the radio was surreal because I could imagine every play that they were describing, and the excited voices of the commentators during the game-winning field goal are still seared into my mind.
Megan A: My favorite Super Bowl memory was also my first gambling experience. Every year, my family goes to a friend’s party; that particular year they decided to play a betting game. Each participant bets on what they think the score will be at the end of each quarter and whoever guesses right wins the money. I couldn’t tell you what the names of the teams playing that year were but I can tell you I won three out of four quarters with a grand total of $25. We’re not betting people.
Tom B: Being as big of a fan of the arts as I am, the halftime show has always been my favorite part of the Super Bowl. While I look back at the iconic 2007 performance of Prince in awe now, I didn’t fully appreciate it at the time of the game. My favorite of more recent memory is Katy Perry’s performance in 2015. The giant lion that she rode in on, the dancing sharks, it was all a grand spectacle in which I enjoyed every second. I am hoping Lady Gaga pushes her way to number one on my list this Sunday, though.
Kendra R: Most of the year, I couldn’t care less about football (and most other sports), but when Super Bowl Sunday rolls around, I become a bit of a fanatic. I love the atmosphere of the event: the snacks, the competition, the commercials, the halftime show. I always end up emphatically rooting for the team least likely to win because I love a good underdog story. I remember as a child, I would pick the team that had the prettiest colors or the coolest mascot, but I have a much better system now—root for the team that does poorly so they don’t feel bad about themselves.
Trevor R: One of my favorite Super Bowl memories is of a commercial. My favorite commercial was an Audi commercial about some poor guy who didn’t have a date to prom, but his dad let him drive his car, which, as you can guess, was an Audi. The car energizes the downtrodden lad, and he decides to get bold. He parks in a principal’s spot and then heads into the prom, finds the prom queen, and kisses her in front of everyone. He gets a black eye, but hey, it was worth it. Maybe not the best message, but I think it was an effective commercial.
Alexis M: My family has never shown much interest in sports, so the first Sunday of every February, we are often watching reruns or the “Puppy Bowl” rather than the Super Bowl. Super Bowl halftime shows are a time to pull out all the plugs and show the nation just how elaborate, over-the-top, and culturally significant pop culture really can be. Whether it be 2015’s left shark alongside Katy Perry, 2016’s near fall yet choreographed worthy recovery upheld by Beyonce, or 2004’s strategic “wardrobe malfunction” between Justin Timberlake and Janet Jackson that changed live television forever, my favorite memories of Super Bowl halftime shows remind the nation what America is all about: quality entertainment to remember for years to come.
Natalie: Many moons ago, there was a commercial so hilarious that I proceeded to actually talk about it to multiple people. In real life. You know the one. Yes, exactly, the Tide commercial with the talking stain. In the midst of an interview with a potential boss, a man with a large and noticeable stain on his shirt is interrupted every time he speaks by that very stain. The stain’s nonsense-words drown out the interviewee’s answers in a comedic yet poignant fashion. Apart from being a very important message to children—don’t get a job and you don’t have to worry about stains—but also just the funniest, most clever thing I’d seen in at least three hours. You go, talking stain!