New England Patriots Wide Receiver Mack Hollins’ Super Bowl LX Outfit Divides Fans
If you thought the biggest drama at Super Bowl LX was going to be the kickoff, Mack Hollins clearly had other plans. The New England Patriots veteran receiver has never been one for a quiet entrance. We’re talking about a guy who famously goes barefoot, treating NFL stadiums like his own front porch. But for the biggest stage in football, Hollins decided to dial up the theatrics to an eleven.
The Outfit That Stopped the Pregame Show
Picture this: The team buses arrive. Players are filing out in custom suits, designer streetwear, maybe some noise-canceling headphones. And then there’s Hollins.
Hollins stepped off the bus looking less like he was ready to run routes and more like he was ready to run from the law. Clad in a bright orange prison-style jumpsuit, he wasn’t just playing dress-up. He went full method actor with handcuffs on his wrists and shackles on his ankles. To top off the terrifying ensemble, he sported a mask. It was a bizarre, slightly terrifying, and undeniably hilarious homage to Hannibal Lecter. Or maybe he just had it in his closet? With Hollins, you truly never know.
You have to appreciate the commitment to the bit. There’s a specific kind of confidence required to shuffle through security in leg irons while your teammates are just trying to get their minds right for the Seahawks. It brings a whole new meaning to “locking in” for a game.
From Lecter to Legend
But the costume change was just act one. Once he made it to the locker room, Hollins swapped the orange jumpsuit for something with a deeper sentimental cut.
When he hit the field for warmups (still barefoot, naturally), he wasn’t wearing his standard Patriots gear. Instead, he was rocking a vintage high school jersey belonging to none other than his head coach, Mike Vrabel. Specifically, a Walsh Jesuit “Warriors” throwback from 1992.
Why This Matters
It’s easy to write this off as just another wacky receiver doing wacky receiver things. But there is a method to the madness. The Super Bowl is a pressure cooker. The media frenzy, the millions of eyes, the sheer weight of legacy—it can crush you before the coin toss even happens. By turning his arrival into performance art, Hollins did something crucial: he kept things loose. He reminded everyone that at the end of the day, this is a game.
Hollins has had a solid, if not headline-dominating, season for New England. He’s been that reliable guy, the one who stepped up when Stefon Diggs was locked down or when the offense needed a spark. He’s a grinder who happens to have a flair for the dramatic.
Whether he catches ten passes or zero on Sunday, Hollins already won the pregame. He managed to steal the spotlight, honor his coach, and freak out a few security guards in the process.
