Professional football fans, this one's for you. We've finally reached the most bittersweet time of the entire year.

Super Bowl Sunday is upon us.

We are embarking on a week of party planning, bet-making, and trash talking. One of the best parts about this one perfect day is that everyone can enjoy something, whether it's food, friends, commercials, or the actual game itself.

A Super Bowl party staple is the obvious pizza and wing combo, but never underestimate your work spouse to come through with a kickin' chicken chip dip to really get the party going. With Pinterest challenging females worldwide to continuously one-up each other with their football shaped cookies and cupcakes in the pattern of goal posts, we're all in for some A1 snacking options. May the baking begin.

The social aspect of the Super Bowl is unrivaled. At least half the people are actively paying attention and screaming at the television while the others are awkwardly Google-ing "how to get a first down" five times per drive. Despite the utter lack of understanding of the game of football, everyone seems to have a great night. Maybe it's the what's going on between snaps, which brings me to my next point...

The commercials! Traditionally, GoDaddy, Doritos, and Budweiser have stellar and memorable commercials, but I know I'll never forget the Nationwide commercial from the 2015 Super Bowl. The best commercials grab your attention, stir your emotions, and hopefully leave you laughing into the beginning of the next commercial. Some people claim they watch the Super Bowl solely for the commercials. While I can't fully relate, I most definitely can understand.

The funniest thing about the Super Bowl is the competitive side it brings out in almost everyone watching. Am I a Broncos fan? Absolutely not. Will I be begging them to sack Cam Newton after every snap? Of course I will. I am actually a die-hard Atlanta Falcons fan, but if you know anything about this NFL season, you know I've had to find a couple go-to teams to cheer for over the past few weeks (AKA- we definitely did not make the play-offs). This deep need to root for a team, any team, in hopes that they will win is, to me at least, unexplainable.

So whether you own thousands of dollars in Broncos attire or you know absolutely nothing about that Manning guy, I urge you to gather your food and friends for a day of laughter, yelling, and maybe a little crying. You can bet I will shamelessly be cheering on the Denver Broncos, all while sporting my trusty Atlanta sweatshirt. Rise up, my fellow Falcons, because 2016 is a new year. Who knows, maybe we'll get a chance to cheer on our own team during Super Bowl 51!