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As soon as I saw 300 men covered (barely) in armor, I was sold on Super Bowl XLVI’s halftime show. Somehow things proceeded to get infinitely weirder from that point forward. It was the strangest half-time show I’ve ever seen, dwarfing the infamous wardrobe malfunction, and I loved every second of it. The only Madonna songs I know are Like a Prayer and Like a Virgin, but this small fact was simultaneously completely irrelevant and relevant. It was irrelevant because despite not knowing any of her songs, I thoroughly enjoyed whatever the hell was going on. However, it’s also totally relevant because I’m guessing most football fans (granted a lot of people watching the halftime show aren’t football fans) aren’t that into Madonna either.
