Will cheer for the Bengals, only because the boyfriend chose the Rams. No bets placed, so my interest is minimal. Other years, when some big bets were secretly made, I nervously, and silently, sweat blood while watching a game I didn't even understand. Remember the first time Dale wondered why I was acting so enthused about the Super Bowl, and that's when I confessed my bets. Following the game, I spent time in prayer cuz MY team won.