Kickoff at 7am and a dearth of hot wings changes the experience of watching the Superbowl a bit. Something akin to dedication has to get these Steelers fans out of bed early, watching football over their eggs and toast. We were on cushions on the floor instead of couches and easy chairs, and this early in the morning, slouching too low means easily drifting back to sleep. Foreign nationals who wandered in got an education on American football rules.
They’re a part of the tribe of the fan (there’s a “terrible towel” on the premises, a yellow towel designed for frenetic spinning by fans). Of eight or 10 bodies present, half of them were also in “Thaitanium Project” t-shirts. And when the game ended, most of them loaded up into a boat to go rebolt climbs on the other side of the peninsula.
Practitioners of a virtue that is often cut down in favor of personal achievement and individual success. They’re loyal to a team, and loyal to a cause. Loyal to ideas beyond themselves.
And even if it wasn't a win, it was still a good game. Right guys?
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