The most remarkable thing about the Superbowl was the noise—incessant and deafening and overwhelming. During the six or seven hours we spent at Sofi Stadium on Superbowl Sunday, there was not one single moment of respite or quiet. And, I suppose, that was to be expected. The Superbowl never tries to hide what it is—it’s a spectacle, loud and garish, ext…
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