By Jennifer Lynn
There’s something very misleading about the Super Bowl. Kicking off at 11pm (GMT), I was told that each quarter only lasts fifteen minutes; therefore my beloved Sasha Fierce would be taking to the stage at around 11.30pm. A reasonable hour, wouldn’t you agree? But no. Not only does the play in American football stop and start every few seconds, for reasons I don’t quite understand, but the clock stops with it. Freezes, pauses, lingers on two minutes twenty, however you want to put it, a quarter of an hour is not over in fifteen minutes when it comes to the Super Bowl.
Alas, being the Beyonce and Destiny’s Child superfan that I am, I stayed up. I tried (and failed) to understand the rules. I wondered why it hadn’t seemed so long and complicated last year, but then I remembered I was intoxicated and ‘whispering’, “SHHHH IT’S MADONNA TIME” for a large portion of the game.
Incase you hadn’t worked it out already, the Super Bowl is all about the half-time show for me. Justin and Janet, Britney and N*Sync, I’m all over it. But this year, oh this year, my excitement has been simmering away at a level called fever pitch ever since Destiny’s Child announced their comeback single. In fact, no. They’ve been bubbling away ever since Queen Bey released this hawt-as-hell promo shot to the world…
Anyway, back to Destiny’s Child. Would Kelly and Michelle reunite with our Queen for a Bootylicious performance, one for the history books? Or perhaps Mr Beyonce, Jay-Z, would appear for some Bonnie and Clyde action? My mind was doing overdrive on these potential scenarios in the run up to the big day, so it’s a very good job I wasn’t disappointed.
A little after 1am, the commentator announced we were “seven minutes away from Beyonce!” I almost peed my pants. Then it started. The lights went out and two outlines of Bey’s face came alight in glorious flames in the centre of the pitch. Then a full-sized flaming Beyonce! Holy crap, I was dying already, and then… there she was.
Appearing out of the darkness in a leather skirt and oh-so-fierce bodysuit by Rubin Singer, Beyonce launched into Love On Top, from last year’s 4 album, followed by the iconic Crazy In Love. Hearing Jay-Z’s voice over the speakers, I squealed a little, before realising it was just his recorded vocals… BUT THEN BEY TOTALLY BROKE IT DOWN WITH HER EPIC DANCE MOVES AND IT WAS ALL OKAY AGAIN!
Next up, a remix of Who Run The World (Girls) and End of Time, Baby Boy ft. Sean Paul (again, the recorded vocals, no appearance from SP), and… the moment we’d all been waiting for… “Kelly, can you handle this?” Ms. Rowland more than handled that epic spring from beneath the stage, as did fellow Destiny’s Child member Michelle Williams, but me? On. The. Floor.
In their co-ordinating leather outfits, the girls rocked a little Bootylicious into Charlie’s Angels theme, Independent Women. Just when I thought life couldn’t get any sweeter, THEY DONE SINGLE LADIES! TOGETHER! HAND TWIRLS AND EVERYTHING!
After Kelly and Michelle exited the stage on that cray-cray high, Beyonce ended her set with a tear-inducing rendition of Halo, and just like that it was all over…
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Retiring to bed immediately after, a quick scroll through Twitter revealed that the stadium’s power had cut shortly after the Queen left the stage, which surely is all the proof we needed that Beyonce is in fact God? If you need more convincing, girlfriend has just released a whole host of tour dates for your viewing pleasure – trust me, she puts on a show that you are not gonna want to miss!