Morning on the compound and broadcast trucks started moning in. This is the same parking lot as the last two weeks. those trucks are where there were gold carts a few days ago. and tomorrow it’s getting even crazier.
NFL Network arrived last night, with their four trailers or so.
Killed some time finding our broadcast booths being built on the 200 level of the stadium.
Figured, I’d snap some shots of the stadium quiet and empty.
See that upper level there? Craig and Monika, that’s where you’ll be sitting. And when I tell you that it’s a lot colder up here than on the ground, I can now confirm it’s the truth.
These are the deliveries of the seat covers, in case it snows, which it looks like almost certainly it will not.
There’s huge stack all over the place. It a souvenir that really has little use after the stadium, but hey, for 800 bucks a ticket, it’s pretty priceless.
These are just a few of the cable runs…
which have started to look like birds’ nests.Everyone u
Everyone unpacking.
The broadcast trailers at night.
Tonight, I had a very rare opportunity to go to something called NFL House. It was an invite-only party in Times Square for only employees of the NFL, and included the best food, entertainment, and drinks. And it was the only opportunity I had to go to Super Bowl Boulevard, and go on the toboggan run on Broadway.
But instead, because of long days and lonely nights, I just didn’t have my normal energy. So, instead, I’ll do what I do best. Drink a martini, brood, and write.
This was the Element after it decided to smell the butt of the car in front of it. Never knew my car was into trucks, but apparently...
another Sabol original, one of the newer ones around the office. during the playoffs, I spend more time than usual at work, but it's nice to feel important once in a while.
we went bowling for Dan's birthday at Pinsetters, the hippest bowling alley in South Jersey. I only got one game in, but I did manage to finish the entire flask of whiskey. I win!
and so did they...I guess we all won (because we all brought flasks)
my birthday was next, and I decided to make a nice birthday stout for myself. It should be ready by New Years!
you may be wondering what Craig is demonstrating in this candid photo...
why, it's a demonstration of how to use my most prized birthday present!
I'm used to snow on my birthday, and I got it once again. This is our Chrismas Tree. I had dragged it outside to take to the trash, but stood it up when it started to snow.
step two of brewing beer....wait. I decided to go on the wagon for a month after my birthday to recover from the holidays. But, in three short weeks, for the Super Bowl, somebody better kick me right the hell out of the wagon already.
On The Verge of Tears 