You need to remember I was not at the Super Bowl. I watched it on TV like you. When it was all over, I kept watching to see the Harbaugh brothers meet on the field. They struggled through a crowd to find each other. Touching. When they met, they shook hands. Shook hands? They are brothers for heaven’s sake and they just had competed heroically against each other. They should have hugged. Then Jim, of all people, lovingly put his hand on his brother’s face. It was a sweet — yes, sweet — gesture, a younger brother to an older brother, a loser to a winner. Good for both of them.