Off to Washington DC for the Superbowl
Forget about Danny Murphy, it is the SoupBowl
or whatever they call it here the weekend. Whilst the FA Cup celebrates 125 years, this Sunday's Superbowl will be America's 40th.
Every year one of my best mates (a fellow Addick) and some of his pals make a pilgrimage to the US to watch the game. This year they have chosen Washington DC, so I am flying over there this afternoon to spend the weekend sightseeing, drinking and watching huge blokes bash the crap out of each other on the television.
Superbowl is a massive day in the US, which makes it more of a shame to me that the FA Cup has lost a little of its magic because when I was a kid Cup Final day was something to really look forward too. I remember once when our tele' blew up the morning of the game, just before Cup Final It's a Knockout
, cried my eyes out I did!
The Superbowl is of course not about the game at all. I read recently that only 6,000 tickets will be shared between fans of the two finalists, Seattle Seahawks
and Pittsburgh Steelers
, the rest going to corporate entities, the NFL, players, and general hangers on.
The game also plays second fiddle to the adverts
with companies such as Pepsi, Burger King and Budweiser paying up to $2.5m for a 30 second slot!
After a weekend in the Nations' capital I fly down to Ft Lauderdale in Florida on Monday for a work conference, and then have to go to Wilmington, Delaware (no, me neither) before getting home next Friday. Don't worry, I will tell you about it!