I have never been to Indianapolis, but whenever I watch the Colts I am struck by the raw emotion infused throughout the team's very DNA, best personified by their gun-slinging quarterback with the short snap counts (I forget his name, but I think his brother is famous). It's not just that the city could use a boost after not enjoying a Super Bowl victory since all the way back to 2007. It's also the food--sweet corn: it's sweet, and it's corn (remember, 2007 was the Year of Corn!).
So good luck, Colts! May your next Super Bowl also be yet another methodical, robot-like Super Bowl win. And yet another boring Super Bowl game.