On The Verge of Tears

Update.  I lied.  Not on purpose.  I got into the stadium for the half time show.  But the credentials that I was missing that would have allowed me to watch the show from the field turned out to be a good thing.  I had no choice but to find a seat to watch from.

Once I was inside the stadium, I started to climb.  Up four long escelators, almost all the way to the top.  Found the section I was looking for, and got inside the stadium.  And I looked, and I called, and I texted, and then I got thrown out by the security guard, not because I wasn’t allowed to be there, but because I was standing in the aisle, and that’s not allowed.

So I resigned myself to watching from the hallway.  Still better than nothing.  Then Monika found me.  She said that when she came down on her cel phone looking for me, the security guard told her, “your husband is out there looking for you.”

So, there I was.  In the middle of it all.  With my wife and best friend to watch the Half Time Show at my first Super Bowl.  And it was “amazing.”

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