I've liked The Who a long time, but I must respectfully disagree with this:
The Super Bowl finally found its soundtrack with The Who, whose halftime show provided music as big and loud as the game itself.
From guitarist Pete Townshend's famous windmill strumming to Roger Daltrey's pained vocals and harmonica blasts, there were no fumbles in the five-song set.
OK, no fumbles, but there weren't any first downs, either. I think they sounded pretty awful, and listening to these wheezers going through the "teenage wasteland" refrain of "Baba O'Riley" was just surreal. I hate to speak ill of my age set, but maybe the Super Bowl should stick with younger entertainers, or at least more mature ones who don't try to recapture what they did more than 40 years ago.