Yup, the 43rd Super Sunday is here. And I’m parked in front of the TV screen, absorbing the ESPN pre-pre-pre-pregame coverage leading up to the 6:28PM kickoff.

While I’ll happily keep the preliminaries going as background noise, I’m not particularly engaged in it. Fact is, it doesn’t feel much different from any other football Sunday. I’m not tabbed to go to any Super Bowl parties, which suits me fine as I’m a bit under the weather anyway. I’m contented to lay low throughout the day until the main event.

Once the game starts, I’ll watch it, but I don’t see getting too much into it. I’m not particularly committed to either team; one’s been here too many times to recount, and the other, frankly, has dumb luck to thank for its berth. I don’t feel any real excitement over their participation, nor in the outcome regardless of which one wins.

Still, I’m watching. What else can you do on America’s most secular of Sunday celebrations?