
So when you think Italy, you don't really think about going out to watch the Superbowl. However, when you're in Italy with tons of New Yorkers, and New York is
in the Superbowl, it becomes required. So here's how the night went down.
We found a nice pub that shows international games, specifically, American football. The place was called Abbey Theatre, and it's a nice pub, 2 floors with a lot of TV's. There are a lot of Americans studying in Rome this time of year, however, and we needed to make sure that we actually got to see the game. So, since the game started at 12:15 AM our time, we decided to get to the bar at about 8:30 (yes, almost 4 hours early). When we arrived, the bar was already packed. We found a table upstairs in

a back room that we sat down and had dinner at, but we were told that once the game started we would have to move downstairs, since people live right above the room we were in, and since those people have a habit of calling the police when the pub is too loud. We knew that downstairs would be packed to the ceiling, so we talked to the manager, and he told us that if we could make sure that we didn't scream, we could stay up there, but that the second someone yelled, he would be forced to close. We very kindly agreed, and began the quietest Superbowl ever. Now, imagine if you will, a very small pub, that has shut the metal shutters over the doors (you know, the security shutters that they roll down when they close) so that no one knows their open, covered the windows, and has about 400 people inside trying to watch the biggest Superbowl game ever, and not b

e loud. It was an interesting night. The night was filled with very quiet "ahhhhh's" and "yes" followed by "shhhhhhhh". Also remember though, that the game did not end until 4:30 A.M., so this was understandable. We watched the game, and when it was over, screamed as loud as we could, because there are just some things you have no control over. As we left the pub, they quickly reclosed the shutters, and we heard chanting coming from somewhere. We looked down a small street to our left to find hundreds of Giants fans in the streets of Rome. As we continued to walk to our bus, we saw more and more Giants fans coming out of pubs across the city. It felt like we were in New York. Locals were out too, people were coming out to their balconies to see what all the noise was about, and it was one of t

he greatest feelings ever. We were all pretty tired today, since we got back to our apartments at around 5:30 this morning, we crashed pretty hard. The only thing most of us wish is that we could be back in NYC for the parade, but being in Rome beats it out in the end. This week should be fun. Ken and I are going to try to get tickets to the AS Roma soccer game for this Sunday, which should be fun. If we go, I'll make sure I update everyone. A bunch of us from St. John's are going to the Thermal Baths this Friday, which is supposed to be an amazing experience. I'll keep everyone up to date on what's going on over here. It's hard to believe I've been here about a month already. Hope all is well back in the states. Talk to you soon.
Mike