Yesterday was a momentous occasion. First of all, you’ve probably heard, the Seahawks won the Superbowl. Actually, won might be an understatement BUT considering I’m not exactly a football expert…we can just go with “won”. More importantly, yesterday I lost both my professional football AND my super bowl virginity.
Until yesterday I’d never been to a Super Bowl party, but I can still say with 100% certainty that the party I attended was probably one of the best ones out there. Since “my team” came out on top, let’s just say my first time was pretty special.
There were mimosas, there were Seahawks cupcakes, there were door prizes, there were old men hitting on my friends, there were more mimosas, there was a game of beer pong in which a 12 year old pretty much beat us all (DON’T WORRY SHE OBVIOUSLY DIDN’T DRINK) and most importantly it all went down with these beautiful people:
It was everything a Super Bowl party should be (and more).
I think it’s safe to say after all of the Super Bowl festivities we were pretty pumped (no thanks to the super boring sub par half time performance #BringBackQueenB). We decided Seattle would probably be pretty crazy, so a night on the town seemed like just the sort of shenanigans a bunch of college kids should be up to. Plus, we all know the whole reason I was even participating in this whole Super Bowl shindig was an excuse to drink champagne and dance.
I don’t know how most cities react after winning the Super Bowl. I would imagine people get pretty stoked. Since Seattle isn’t exactly the perfect breeding ground for professional sports champions, aka we haven’t won any sort of championship since…1979, it was full on madness. There were college students lighting couches on fire in the streets on Greek row, there were girls twerking on cars, there were fights downtown and there were HUNDREDS (thousands?) of people cheering and running through the streets with “12” flags trailing behind them. The whole ordeal was a little overwhelming, I couldn’t decide if I was overcome with excitement and joy or if I was freaked out that the whole state seemed distracted from real life and had entered a period of anarchy. Either way, it was a pretty cool night to be in Seattle.
We danced on tabletops and head-banged and chatted our little hearts out until the wee hours of the morning (okay midnight, but it was a school night after all). Some of us (not mentioning any names) even flirted the evening away with random mystery strangers, like I said not mentioning any names here but I have a boyfriend so we all know it wasn’t me. Love was in the air last night my friends. Few people know but most love stories actually begin just hours after a Super Bowl win.
I somehow managed to make it to all of my classes and work today, however I didn’t manage to shower or brush my hair or really feed myself but after such an eventful day, I mean the loosing my Super Bowl virginity part, I still think I did pretty well.
It was such a wonderful night to be a Seattleite and I am SO glad I was apart of all the wild rumpus.
Did you watch the Super Bowl? I’m starting to think I could become a football fan…I mean, every football game is as exciting as the Super Bowl right?! I’m kidding guys, I still hate football, but I do love parties!
P.S. Sorry for all of the super blurry pictures…it was just that kind of night.