Superbowl on the Mend.

It’s hard to get excited about the superbowl in a country that doesn’t care (or even know the proper definition of) football. It remains up to the Americans out there to crowd the few bars showing the game, guzzle Israeli beer and feel at home for a few hours. Alas, the time difference alters the scene a little bit. Instead of settling down for an evening ’round the television around six pm, those wishing to see those superbowl commercials in real time must wait until 1AM for the game to start. In past years I have gone out with my friends to Mike’s Place or Bourbon Street, both great American bars where we cheered the teams until well past 4AM. None of us are real football fans in our daily lives, but it feels good to be a part of something that we know is uniting Americans everywhere.

This year I am taking it easy- Having just recovered from a nasty stomach bug, I am in no shape to drink and yell into the early morning hours at a bar. Instead, I am staying in with my mom (visiting from New York) where we will watch the game sipping Virgin Bloody Mary’s and munching on homemade buffalo wings, cheering our home team on.


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