The Super Bowl is a worldwide event in which millions of people settle down to watch annually. As this is the first year I was in the United States to watch the event, I was not only looking forward to the game, but also to the commercials (in the U.K. the commercials during the game are not as flamboyant or crazy).
When Feb. 3 arrived, I had one problem: I was either in an airport or in a plane while the biggest sports event in the world was taking place. To say that I was disappointed was a real understatement, but where there is a will there is a way.
I tried every possible method to stay in contact with the game. From different bars in Newark airport or watching it on the TV screens which are placed way out of the way in each departure lounge, I made sure I had some source of information flying my way.
Having already been travelling for just over 12 hours, I definitely was looking forward to kick-off but the annoying factor always crept up and asked - was I going to see the kick-off?
Six o'clock came way too quickly for my liking, and I had to try and find somewhere to watch it. There he was; he was staring at me with the most inviting eyes, Samuel Adams. Obviously it wasn't the actual Samuel Adams, but he has a bar franchise in Newark Airport which had three small TV screens. It was somewhere that I could watch the kick-off. I knew I couldn't watch the whole game as I was flying back to Knoxville.
The atmosphere in the airport was really quiet, not the typical airport atmosphere. Then again, this was no average day in the airport either. The Super Bowl obviously played a large part in people's travelling. The only people I could find in the airport were either from Europe or some other part of the world where American football means absolutely nothing.
So, I watched part of the opening ceremony, kick-off and the first five minutes of the game. Then, I heard my Knoxville being called, and I had to go to my gate. Bitterly disappointed, I got on my phone to stay in contact with people who I knew were watching the game.
My flight took two hours to Knoxville, so I missed the majority of the game. I got to see the final two minutes (the most important) when I arrived back in Knoxville. I did feel like an outcast not being part of any super bowl party or seeing the majority of the commercials!