Another Super Bowl, the 55th such championship, is in the books. The National Football League thinks so much of its annual showcase that it uses Roman numerals to denote each one. Cynics among us (or non-football fans) might feel the way Dallas Cowboys running back Duane Thomas did when he was asked before Super Bowl VI what it felt like to play in "the ultimate game."
"If it's the ultimate game," Thomas responded drily, "how come they're playing it again next year?"
Super Bowl LV, which I believe our country needed as a distraction, if nothing else, raised another philosophical question, this one pertaining to age: Was is even physically possible for a 43-year-old quarterback (albeit one with six previous Super Bowl rings) to prevail against a 25-year-old phenom who is doing things at the QB position that have never been seen before?
The answer proved to be yes. Although it seems highly likely Patrick Mahomes will play in future Super Bowls, for three-and-a-half glorious hours Sunday, Tom Brady was the player who, as Vin Scully intoned in the 1999 movie "For the Love of the Game," was competing not just against his opponent but "against time, against the future, against age … to use that aching old arm one more time to push the sun back up in the sky."
Or, as my sister texted me yesterday, "Geezers Rule!"
Speaking of grizzled veterans, for decades the nation's great advertising agencies have also competed on Super Bowl Sunday, constantly trying to outdo each other with creative genius. They've often succeeded. Yesterday's Jeep commercial featuring 71-year-old Bruce Springsteen speaking wistfully and lyrically about reuniting the United States of America was not only the top ad of the day, in my view it may have been the best in the history of the Super Bowl.
Carl M. Cannon is the Washington bureau chief for RealClearPolitics. Reach him on Twitter @CarlCannon.