Taylor Swift was “So High School”, going full cheerleader mode for Travis Kelce at Patrick Mahomes’ charity golf tourney in Vegas.
A chilling discovery has been made in what seems to be a wistful video of Travis Kelce hamming it up while golfing. Despite the blurry footage from the golf tournament shared on Patrick Mahomes’ Instagram, sharp Swiftie sleuths deduced that the billionaire singer was cheering on her significant other on the green.
How are they so sure that the blurry, barely glimpsed apparition is indeed their idol? The way she claps, of course.
“I think I saw Taylor on the golf course,” one fan wrote on Mahomes Instagram post, which featured a montage of the proceedings (in which Swift’s moment was perhaps half a second). Another Instagram denizen added, “light blue dress”, confirming the sighting.
Taylor Swift Sleuths Deep Dive into the Footage of Her Clapping for Travis Kelce
Meanwhile, an ultra-slowed-down version of the fleeting moment was added to X (formerly Twitter). After watching the footage more closely than the Zapruder film, fans were all but certain that the silent, featureless Slenderman-like figure was the beloved pop star.
“Swiftie senses are telling us this is Taylor on a golf course in a sundress cheering for her man,” a Swiftie wrote of the footage. “It’s her-you can tell by the way she claps,” a second fan added. “oh, yes! that clapping technic…undeniable,” a third Swift acolyte insisted.
“Only 2 people in this whole world clap like that…”, a third fan chimed in. “1 [younger brother] Austin Swift 2 Taylor Swift. And I’m pretty sure Austin ain’t in that dress,” they added.
We here at Suggest struggle to ascertain what’s more disturbing: The ghostly, blank-faced apparition lurking about the golf course… transforming an otherwise sunny, carefree day into a descent into horror… or rabid Swift fans being able to recognize their beloved idol upon witnessing a muted millisecond of silent footage of her standing in the far distance.
Is the mysterious, haunting figure actually the world’s most beloved pop star, forced to politely clap for her golfing boyfriend?
Perhaps.
Regardless, the faceless, pixelated apparition of Taylor Swift silently lurking in the background of the footage of her boisterous significant other will haunt this writer for years and years to come. In my quiet moments alone, contemplating mortality while enjoying a nice nine-vegetable winter soup, she will come to me.
And I will know it is my time.