Coffee with Crawford | Travis Kelce threw deep. Taylor Swift said yes. Good for them.

LOUISVILLE, Ky. (WDRB) — Well, they did it. Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce are reportedly engaged, which means two things:

The internet will need CPR, and
Some poor sap at Us Weekly is already writing “How They Met: A Timeline of Touchdowns and Taylor Tracks.”

(I’m way too late on that one. The Washington Post had an exhaustive timeline of their relationship within hours.)

But before the groans begin from the beer-and-bratwurst section of America — the ones who think love has no place on third-and-eight — let me say this:

I never minded the cutaways.

There. I said it. Call me soft. Whatever. But when NFL television producers called for Camera 4 and found Taylor Swift high-fiving a lineman’s mother while wearing a tight end’s jersey, I thought, OK, this is new. It didn’t threaten me. I didn’t miss any of the game.

She didn’t hijack the broadcast. She just showed up. Football has never had a plus-one like this.

All the social media sharpies who were just sure this was a publicity stunt cooked up in a lab by Roger Goodell and a group of Swiftie interns now need to find a new narrative.

Because the couple did the most unexpected thing of all: They stuck around.

No breakups. No PR pivots. No tour-dates “getting in the way.” Just two very famous people, trying to make something work in a world that treats relationships like confetti cannons at a Super Bowl parade.

You can call it spectacle. To me, it resembles something like guts.

It’s not easy being a power couple. Ask Joe DiMaggio and Marilyn Monroe. Ask Tom and Gisele — and be prepared to duck. This is not a world that forgives happiness in public. It's a tough needle to thread (see couples referenced above).

But Travis Kelce and Taylor Swift? They played it clean. They didn't sell a perfume. They didn’t monetize the moment. They just showed up — one catching passes, the other catching flights — and somehow managed to look halfway normal doing it. Or as normal as you can look with the world swirling around you.

The guy wears friendship bracelets. The girl sings about heartbreak. And together, they’ve made Sundays more entertaining for the mascara and Madden crowds alike.

Maybe it won’t last. Nothing gold can stay, said poet Robert Frost, who might’ve stayed at Dartmouth just long enough to go to a football game before going pro. But I digress. His line, surely, has borne true many times, especially under the Monday Night Football lights.

But maybe it will last. And wouldn’t that be something?

Because love, like football, is best when it’s unscripted.

And when Kelce found someone who could handle the blitz with him — whether it was from linebackers or lifestyle bloggers — he didn’t call timeout.

He threw deep.

Good for him. Good for both of them.

Quick Sips

• Speaking of everybody getting along, when Louisville coach Jeff Brohm and Kentucky’s Mark Stoops share the same opinion on whether the Governor’s Cup football rivalary should continue, I think that’s worth a toast with the coffee cup. Read about it from yesterday’s Coffee with Crawford.

• The stars will be out when the University of Louisville inducts its 2025 Hall of Fame Class in November. Peyton Siva and Russ Smith (appropriate that they go in together). Stefan LeFors. Adam Duvall. Candyce Bingham Wheeler. Joao De Lucca. In all, 11 athletes, plus longtime Louisville football program assistant Paul Gering will be honored at the ceremony. Read more about it here.