Super Bust XLVI
No. I’m not nearly over it.
For some reason I was sad I didn’t wake up in Indianapolis this morning to cover our Packers in the Super Bowl. It’s media day, and that has me thinking of the memorable time I spent in North Texas a year ago.
I woke up at 3AM the Tuesday before the Super Bowl and said to Mike Lammi, “What the hell are we going to do?”
Mike was the photographer I worked with at Super Bowl XLV in North Texas. That morning, it wasn’t the alarm that woke me up. It was the driving, monsoon/tropical storm like rain pounding the roof and windows of the rented house we called home for a week. I’ve never seen rain drops that big. Never.
There’s one thing we don’t handle well when trying to do live television. We can do hot. We can do cold. We can do wind. We can do dark. We can do bright. We can even do snow (maybe you’ve noticed). Can’t do live TV in rain! Just can’t do it.
It’s hard enough to just do a pedestrian live shot in a storm, much less one with all the trappings and limitations of the Super Bowl. And we were trying to do so much more, essentially field anchoring segments for two hours each morning.
As we hydroplaned over to Cowboys Stadium all I could do was repeat to Mike, “What the hell are we going to do?” We had, maybe, one umbrella. That wasn’t going to cut it.
Fortunately, by the time we reached the stadium, the pounding rain had fully transitioned to a consistent showering of sleet. Getting out of the car, I had a quick realization of what a wall must feel like when it’s sand-blasted. Not good. Everything in North Texas turned to ice in an instant. Mr. Freeze from Batman jumped out of some jet-powered ice sled and blasted Arlington with his freeze ray. That last part I made up.
I’ve covered every type of winter weather the Great State of Wisconsin has to offer, but that was some awful stuff. The ice pellets were coming at a side angle, just right so as to penetrate my outer ear and actually enter into the ear canal. I’m not certain they reached my ear drum, but it was close.
I’m not sure I’ve succeeded in the impossible, which is to make you feel sorry for me that I had the assignment of the lifetime, to cover our team in the Super Bowl. Although I’m complaining, I’m not complaining. I still wouldn’t trade it for the world, and a year later I’m still disappointed that in any conditions I’m not getting ready for a return visit to “Media Day.”
So, for your viewing pleasure I’ve included a link to a couple of my stories from Media Day last year. The first is a general overview of the farcical event.
This link is to the story I did with everyone’s Tonight Show favorite Ross the Intern.
This photo includes the previously mentioned photographer, Mike Lammi. Despite how it may appear, he was invited to be in this photo.
I hope you enjoy looking back as I have. I hope together we can get over not being there this year. I hope I’m at Media Day next year in New Orleans. Go Pack!