By 10 PM tonight — after a full day of endlessly dis cussing yesterday’s Super Bowl — only the truest of the football fanatics will still be jonesing for more.

But alas, the long, dry season has officially begun.

So, what’s a fanatic to do? How about a show that details every little tiny thing that goes into putting a game on the air? OK, but I’m going to tell you anyway.

If you crave (or are even slightly interested) to know how, for example, they manage to get pre-game concerts, half-time shows and the games themselves on the air — all while trying to wrangle 80,000 fans who are want to be everywhere, including the field — this is the show for you.

“NFL Full Contact,” which debuts tonight on Tru TV, is about all the high-wire/high stress work that goes into putting on a live broadcast that 20 million viewers expect to be perfect.

The show follows six behind-the-field guys, beginning with the 2009 season kickoff game in Pittsburgh, who make TV happen while keeping the stadiums safe from freaks and trouble makers.

Frank Supovitz is the capo di tutti capi of NFL events who sits high above the action, obsessively watching ever detail.

Dan Parise is the stage manager for the pre-game concerts.

On tonight’s debut, he nods hello to the night’s first performer, Tim McGraw, as he walks around calmly greeting fans and even breaking into impromptu song. Only problem is, Parise realizes a little too late that this ain’t no Tim McGraw — but an impersonator who’s walking around in restricted areas.

Bardia Sha-Rais is the guy who produces the pre- and post- game show. He’s the calm in the storm — even as security guards decide that he and Hall of Famer Rod Woodson, the night’s honoree, lack the proper credentials and can’t come in the stadium. No Woodson, no presentation, no nothin.’

Sean Oates is the big, bad, bald head — literally– of security. He is easy to spot because he’s a full head taller than all the other mere-human fans.

Finally, there’s my favorite guy, Bob Angelo, the cameraman who does all the sideline stuff. The players often don’t want cameras in their faces, so they push and ignore him when things are going bad.

He goes over the line — the ones in chalk — to get footage. “To me, the lines are just a sug gestion,” he says,

He also gives us the line of the night when he messes up badly. “I felt like a smacked ass,” he admits.

But wait — this is pro football — isn’t ass smacking supposed to be a good thing?