I’ve been extremely lucky when it comes to attending sporting events. And for a sports guy like me, that’s huge.

I’ve seen Mike Trout play six times. I’ve seen him hit 5 home runs. He didn’t start one of the games, but he pinch-hit in the 8th and hit a grand slam.

I saw Clayton Kershaw pitch Opening Day at Dodger Stadium and throw a shutout, hitting the go-ahead HR of a 0-0 tie in the Bottom of the 8th.

I saw David Beckham score on a corner kick. He kicked the corner kick and bent it in.

I saw Kobe score 50.

I saw Barry Bonds hit a Home Run.

I’ve seen Tiger make an eagle.

I saw the first overtime in Rose Bowl history after attending the first overtime in Super Bowl history months prior. My story is about that Super Bowl game.

As I try to decide who to choose as the winner of this week’s Kansas City Chiefs-Tampa Bay Buccaneers Super Bowl, I think back on that great game in Houston, four years ago now. The circumstances of this game are similar. Let’s look back at the Atlanta-New England game.

For two weeks, leading up to the game, people asked me who I thought would win. I couldn’t decide. Atlanta was younger, faster, stronger and was 100% rolling. They were smoking teams. But… New England had Belichick and Brady. It just felt like they would pull something off. Still, I couldn’t decide and I didn’t make a bet.

Reliant Stadium, that Super Sunday, was attended by roughly sixty percent Pats fans, twenty percent Atlanta fans and twenty percent people like me. It was a raucous crowd, as any New England crowd is, and when they wheeled out President George H.W. Bush and First Lady Barbara, the crowd exploded.

The game opened and New England went three and out. After a blocking in the back penalty occurred on the Patriot punt, Atlanta started First and Ten from their own 8-yard line. Their first play of scrimmage was a draw to Devonta Freeman, who ran forty-five yards. I turned to my friend, Sam and yelled, “They’re gonna kill ’em!” You could see it. Atlanta was faster, stronger and better and sure enough, after Robert Alford ran back a pick-six near the end of the half putting Atlanta up 28-3, it looked like the Pats were doomed.

It was an eerie half. The Pats fans couldn’t believe it, the Atlanta fans DIDN’T believe it and the full stadium was silent. Creepy. Thank God Lady Gaga jumped from the roof of Reliant and kick started the festivities.

We all know what happened in the second half. Kyle Shanahan and Dan Quinn made horrific coaching gaffes, Saint Tom brought the Pats back and they won in stunning fashion in overtime. The game cemented the legacies of Brady and Belichick and Atlanta has never recovered.

I have no idea who wins this week but Kansas City is younger, stronger and faster. Now, this Tampa team is more dynamic than any Patriot team, other than the ’07 team that went 18-1, but Kansas City is even more so. Patrick Mahomes is a generational talent, Tyreek Hill is as dangerous receiver as there has been in recent times and Travis Kelce feels like a Hall of Famer. Plus, Andy Reid has a ring now and is coaching with house money.

So why do I feel like Tampa is going to win? Tom Brady.

It’s just a feeling. A hunch. I can’t break down the defense that Steve Spagnuolo might use and I can’t tell you if the two offensive line starters out for the Chiefs will adversely affect stopping that very good Tampa front four. All I have is a hunch. But, if Kansas City is up 28-3 at halftime, they better get Lady Gaga warmed up.