With Super Bowl XLVI a recent memory, I had a chance to make some fun memories with a girl I like to call my “Super Hooper.” Hooping makes the world go round, for us anyway, and even though I don’t follow football and didn’t have any plans to venture anywhere near downtown, the mild temps and the lure of witnessing the city transformation for this once-in-a-lifetime event drew us in. So we went, hoops and music in tow. “Super Hooper,” aka my daughter, Lily, didn’t take long to warm up to the atmosphere. She likes the spotlight and we wove through Super Bowl Village, hooping at different spots along the way.