….so says a 19 year old friend of mine after watching the half time show.
For a 59 year old man, that is a mighty fine compliment.
And he looked good, too. A little creeky at times (especially jumping up on the piano, and that slide to the end of the stage—oooh, I hope he was wearing a jock strap!), but he moved and sang (also a little creeky at times) for the full 12 minutes.
I never really thought the man was hot (of course I was 11 when “Born to Run” came out) but yeah, I agree: he sure is hot now.