My Taylor Swift Fantasy

Close your eyes. And let your imagination go wild. It’s next Sunday evening. Super Bowl LVIII has just ended. In classic storybook fashion, the Kansas City Chiefs, led by their 28-year-old future Hall of Fame quarterback Patrick Mahomes, have won their third Super Bowl in the NFL franchise’s history (his second), defeating the San Francisco 49ers 21–17.

At the end of the game, music icon and cultural phenomenon Taylor Swift rushes onto the field at Las Vegas’s Allegiant Stadium. The crowd of 72,000 goes berserk. We’ve never heard cheering this loud. Through the celebratory mayhem, she spots her boyfriend Travis Kelce, the Chiefs’ #87, and one of the greatest tight ends of all time. She leaps like a madly-in-love schoolgirl onto his ginormous 6'5" frame, wraps her legs around his waist, and they embrace in a long family-friendly, made-for-tv hug and kiss.

CBS’s Jim Nantz appears with the happy couple and asks, “What a year for you two! How do you feel right now in this incredible moment!?”

As a silent hush worthy of the Jets’ Fireman Ed suddenly spreads through the massive crowd, Swift, with tears streaming down her billion-dollar cheeks, first looks at Kelce and then straight into the camera at the folks at home, pauses coyly, and beams…

“Travis and I have a very special announcement! We are SO excited to share our news with…