As a child of the 50’s, I remember watching pro football on tv (before all the drainage systems and so on were put in) and sometimes, literally, you couldn’t tell who was on what team except for the helmet.
It was a lot of fun watching a running back flying down the field and get tackled on the 40, then watching him slide and come to a stop on the 5.
That is fun to watch .for a meaningless regular season game. It’s not what we wnat for the Super Bowl.
I remember when the Rams would put together a great season in Los Angeles, then I would see them in a playoff game on TV, in some place like Minnesota. They’d be looking around the field asking, “What’s all this cold white stuff falling out of the sky?”