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Bad Bunny, Good Times: The Super Bowl halftime show needed no translation
Stephen Foote •  February 9th, 2026 3:49 pm
Bad Bunny | Photo: Supplied
Full disclosure - I couldn't name you a Bad Bunny song.
My five-year-old daughter is a fan. She once referred to him as 'Naughty Rabbit' - which has been my go-to story whenever his name has arisen in the lead-up to the big game. Adorable, I'm sure you'll agree.
He was also probably one of the least terrible parts of Happy Gilmore 2, an experience overflowing with terrible parts.
And after a turgid first half of action, Super Bowl LX certainly needed a spark and The Bunny proved just the man to ignite proceedings in San Francisco.
You have to admit, the fact the guy sings/raps purely en espanol and is famous enough to book this level of gig is pretty damn impressive in its own right - and also seems massively at odds with the current US climate.
Just quietly, anyone begrudging the man the spotlight based on that fact he sings in his native tongue - you should probably cut that person off. An excellent human being litmus test.
However, you didn't need to understand a lick of Spanish to realise that the man tore that Levi's Stadium down. The vibes transcended the language.
Right out of the gate, the Bunny looked spry. In fact, he earned more rushing yards in his opening minute than TreVeyon Henderson. Someone proposed and got married all in one fell swoop, which social media assures me was a genuine tying of the knot.
Bad Bunny & Lady Gaga | Photo: Supplied
The Bunny slipped, he slid. He twirled. He writhed. He changed outfits many times. He stood on top of many things. One was a truck. There was also a shack, part of a Puerto Rican shanty town that was the basis for the performance - a true masterpiece.
Bad Bunny looked great in white, and he wore many shades of it. He also loves a shoulder pad, very fitting given the circumstances.
First of the heavyweight guests was Lady Gaga - didn't pick that one, but there you go.
The ageless Latino wonder himself, Ricky Martin, was next off the bench. The man looks incredible, the vocal chords are clearly holding up well too. He's come a long way since 'Maria' - if you know, you know.Â
For one of his set pieces, Bunny went all blue-collar and scaled an electrical pole. Sparks flew, obviously.Â
The closing act resembled an open-field rave and descended into a fully fledged tribute to Latin America - a phalanx of flags bringing up the rear as Bunny put the finishing touches on his virtuoso performance, applying more pressure than the Seahawks defensive front.
Some union jacks bobbled about near the back, and for a brief moment there appeared to be a New Zealand flag in the mix. False alarm.
In summary - as the kids say - it was a whole vibe.
God Bless (Latin) America.
