I’ll be honest – to me this Sunday’s Super Bowl was really just a Beyonce concert interrupted by some football.
But seriously, this was the greatest halftime show ever in the history of, ever.
Is it even possible for a performance to be any more incredible?! I don’t think so.
From the hip-popping to the flames to the special effects, the show stopping display of pure talent was out of this world. Least I forget the AH-MAZING little black outfits (lets just say I have my Halloween outfit all picked out). And while I’m not sure if it was just the overwhelming excitement or the amount of Pepsi I drank, I practically peed my pants when Destiny’s Child reunited onstage.
One thing’s for sure – the bootylicious Beyonce shut the stage down.
I mean literally – the stage just shut down. Even a football stadium equipped to deal with hundreds of NFL players and thousands of hot-headed fans wasn’t prepared for the overwhelming power Beyonce brings to the stage.
But hey, at least we can all rejoice that the power went out during the football game and not during her performance. #sorrynotsorry
I think it’s safe to say Beyonce was the true star of the Super Bowl- we should just name her MVP and give her the Lombardi Trophy. Heck, she’s probably in the best shape of anyone in the stadium anyways. And by a lot too. The woman legitimately sang and danced more than I ever have in my entire life within a span of 10 minutes. And she didn’t even look winded?! Even at her perfectly positioned end pose of the performance, Miss Sasha Fierce looked, well – fierce.
I mean lesbi-honest, after that mind-blowing show, I have a MAJOR girl crush on Beyonce. Jay-Z better watch out, because if he hadn’t put a ring on it, I think all the single ladies in the audience – myself included – would.
Critics say that the Super Bowl is the biggest display of American culture there is. I say even if the only clip of American culture you ever see is that halftime performance, then I’m proud to be an American.
From winning a Grammy to (in my opinion) winning the Super Bowl, this first-name-only status celeb really does “rule the world.”
So let’s just forget the football – I’m on team Beyonce.