Watching the Super Bowl this past Sunday was an odd experience for a number of reasons. There are so many factors that made it such a bizarre experience, so I will just list them (in no particular order).
1. The Patriots weren't playing. The should have been playing in the big game yet again, but they weren't. Kinda sucked.
2. I had to decide whether to wear shorts or pants. It was in the upper 60's, I had played softball earlier that morning on a gorgeous day, and I ultimately decided to wear jeans with flip flops. I have never worn flip flops when watching the super bowl. Somehow, it didn't seem right.
3. I watched it alone. Actually not really. I met my friend James White ("aka Jamey") at a local sports bar in the Castro called the Pilsner which is pretty much the only gay sports-oriented bar in the area. They have a couple of flat screen tv's, pool tables, they sponsor multiple softball teams. Anyway, Neil went to see a double feature of Joan Crawford movies at the Castro Theater instead (do you think I could make this stuff up?) so James and I made friends with a bunch of people at the bar. For those of you who don't know James, he's extremely outgoing and makes friends easily. He's lived in SF before and is now out here for a 13 week assignment at a local hospital and is a great person to have here in SF.
4. The food. Like many bars, the Pilsner served food during the game. Except it wasn't your standard buffalo wings and other fried foods. Nope, in SF they served sushi, seafood, and vegetables. Somehow, it just didn't seem right.
5. The singing. So, after Prince performed his halftime show, the organizers at the bar brought out a karaoke machine. This asian female singer then belted out a couple of random tunes. She sang well into the start of the second half. Yes, it was strange. I still don't understand why she was singing in a bar at halftime of the super bowl. I don't think anyone knew why. I guess because it's San Francisco.
Well, I could go on and on about why this was kind of a bizarro super bowl for me (epitomized by Peyton Manning winning a big game). The good news is that it was a lot of fun, I met some fun people that I will probably hang out with again, and now I know what to expect next year.
Well, just think, it looks like you made a few new friends out of it all.
Posted by: Menky | February 06, 2007 at 04:15 PM