I watched the very first Super Bowl with my dad, but I don’t remember it. I was only three years old. Back then it was known as the AFL-NFL World Championship Game as the term Super Bowl hadn’t been coined yet. Little brother Steve was only eight months old when he joined us to watch Super Bowl III, which some people consider to be the greatest Super Bowl ever because Joe Nameth led the New York Jets to an upset victory over the heavily favored Baltimore Colts. I know Steve doesn’t remember it, but he saw it. Likewise, Benji and Trey won’t remember this year’s Super Bowl. They are only eight weeks old. But in the future when friends talk of the great New York Giants upset win over the heavly favored and undefeated New England Patriots, they can say they saw it with their parents and grandparents.
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