Oh, wait. I actually sort of do. Call me fickle, or fair-weather, or what have you, but I kind of like the Seahawks now that they're really, truly in the Superbowl.
For the first time. Ever. (Right?)
And, in the Superbowl, they'll be playing the Steelers, the only other team whose name I actually know. Why do I know the Steelers? Because my step-mom's from Pittsburgh, and she's been a dedicated Steelers fan since way back when--coats, beer mugs, Terrible Towels, you name it. We've got the paraphenalia somewhere.
I don't think it matters much that I can't tell a regular down from a touchdown. I'm excited.