I think my favorite part of any Super Bowl (or Iowa football game) is the requisite post-game phone call from my dad:
“Oh boy! What’d you think of that game?”
I respond with some combination of good/great/boring and a critique like, “But seriously, he couldn’t catch that?”
My dad: “[Insert some fact about the winning team’s season here] Yep. Okay. Love you, bye.”
60 seconds of pure love.