10,000 miles with the NY Giants

Well, well, well.
On October 17, 1971, my father took me for a ride into the Bronx, to view an NFL NY Giants game at old Yankee stadium. I've been hooked ever since.
Earlier this year, what was probably something of an 'off of the cuff' offer, turned into a magical trip back into my childhood.
In a world where the phrase "it's who you know" means more now than ever before, I know someone who knows someone. I know a guy, who knows the guy, who owns the printing press that prints tickets.
My friend has blessed me with amazing tix to the Yankees, Mets, Giants, Jets, Rangers, Islanders, even the US Open Tennis Tournament. Broadway shows as well. The seats are always topnotch. When I would ask him about where he got these great seats from, he was always vague, and would only say he could get anything except Super Bowl tickets.
For the passed two seasons, I went to both Indianapolis and New England to watch the Jets both lose, and win. Not being much of a Jet fan, it was rather half heartedly. Sure, I enjoyed the games, but never really felt I had a stake in things, as I was a diehard Giants fan.
Earlier this year, my friend said he had an option on Super Bowl tix. Not being much of a sports fan (unbelievable, right?), he wanted to know if I would take the tix this year. He had no interest in going to Indianapolis, but was intrigued by the prospect of both a New Orleans 2013 and New York 2014 Super Bowl. He's totally more about 'pomp and circumstance' than the games, but didn't want to pass up an opportunity to get on 'the list', so to speak. That's it. "If you could go, would you?" I figured, what the hell, you only live once, I might never get this chance again. Plus, I'd been to Indy before, and had myself a good ole time at the Slippery Noodle Blues Bar. It would be expensive, but, again, not having to pay an arm and a leg for a scalped ticket had to be worth something.
Now, I should mention, I'm something of a regular to Giants games at the Meadowlands. In the past 5 years, I'm probably averaging 2-3 games a year, this year more like 5. As everyone knows, the Giants season was up and down, and no one was predicting a deep run into the playoffs, never mind a Super Bowl.
Through accidental coincidences, I managed to get to both the Jets game and the Dallas game, both at the end of the year. I almost didn't go to either, as I had no interest in a Christmas Eve MTA travel debacle for the inter city rivalry, and certainly didn't want to commit to a meaningless game on New Years Day.
Well, suddenly we were playing better and made the playoffs. In yet one more amazing coincidence, a season ticket holder I knew couldn't make the home playoff game against Atlanta, so my cousin and I secured them at face value!sb
After the home win, I actually started daydreaming about the possibility of my team playing in the SB. I felt it wasn't likely, as all 3 teams left had beaten us in the regular season. But, it was possible.
My cousin came up with the idea of going to Green Bay. He and I had been at the regular season loss together, and knew we could at least play with them. We got 4 guys together, kept costs down, flew to Chicago Saturday nite. Rented a car, drove 3/4 the way up, and stayed at a total fleabag hotel..

...to be continued

I don't write much.

No, I don't.
But, I'm going to start.
I was a construction worker, got hurt on the job, and was awarded what is basically an early retirement. I'm bored shitless, and out of shape. At the same time, my mind has never been sharper, even though my attention span is dismal.
What to do, what to do.
We shall see!