Donna Kelce doesn’t think she’ll be in a Super Bowl suite with Taylor Swift. Here’s why
Donna Kelce may only have one son in the Super Bowl this year, but that hasn’t lowered her level of excitement or pride regarding her son Travis, who is headed to his second Super Bowl in two years with his team, the Kansas City Chiefs.
The tight end played in the Super Bowl last year against his brother Jason, who is on the Philadelphia Eagles. Their mom will be in the stands this Sunday to watch the Chiefs take on the San Francisco 49ers in Las Vegas, Nevada, at Super Bowl LVIII.
The stands? Not a suite like we’ve been seeing her throughout this season, often sitting next to Travis’ superstar girlfriend Taylor Swift?
“We don’t know until that day if she’ll be coming or not. And I would imagine if that would happen, she would be in somebody else’s suite because they are just outrageous (in price) at Allegiant Stadium,” Donna Kelce said in an interview with CNN this week. “I don’t know if anybody’s gonna foot that bill.”
Seriously?
“Not this time. No, I really don’t think so,” Kelce said. “I think I’ll be down in the stands and loving it in the stadium with everyone else.”
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