The last and only time I had a chance to watch my beloved Green Bay Packers play in the Super Bowl was in 1998. They were heavy favorites over the Broncos but lost that game due to heroics of Terrell Davis and John Elway and inability of Brett to finish the final fourth quarter drive after Holmgren allowed the Broncos to score a touchdown with 2 minutes to go just to get the ball back.
It’s been 13 years but I vividly remember the soundless and empty streets of snowy Oshkosh that night as I was walking back to the campus. If only I had returned to the States a year earlier I would have witnessed the triumphant Packers’ victory over the Patriots, but I’m relegated only to watching that game’s highlights on nfl.com.
Tonight I have an opportunity to watch my Packers battle the Steelers and really hope that the trophy will be brought back to the Titletown. The only minor detail is that it will be close to 4am at kickoff time here in Yerevan. But there’s no way I’m going to miss this game. Whether it’s on the Internet or via Skype (my friends promised me to skype from the States and put the computer in front of their TVs if I don’t catch a live feed over the internet) I’m watching the game. I don’t care that I have to be at work within 2 hours after the game will finish, I’m watching this game. I’m watching the game from my quiet apartment in Yerevan where I can’t really cheer, where there’s nobody to have a tailgate party with, where people know what football is (and it’s not played with a rugby like ball) and hope to greet the dawn, while observing the soundless and empty streets of snowy Yerevan where nobody knows that my Packers may have just won.
Tags: packers, super bowl
