...the first football game you see all season is the Super Bowl. Even more so, you're watching kick-off at 12:30am, can barely survive the 1st quarter and go to bed oblivious to who won.
We did enjoy our first dose of American TV in quite some time. We don't have the AFN (Armed Forces Network, which would afford us loads of standard American programming) at home because we figured we didn't come all the way to Europe to sit in front of the tube watching Desperate Housewives. One of Steve's co-workers hosted a Super Bowl party and I think that some people actually stayed to the bitter (or not-so-bitter if you're a Giants fan) end somewhere around 3:30am. We enjoyed watching Paula Abdul's big comeback along with all the usual pre-game stuff. We stayed for the first quarter, tried to tough it out to half-time, but the bags under my eyes finally started to embarrass Steve enough to leave.
We had fun but needless to say, I will be glad to see my bed tonight before the am hours.