I remember my first time.
I was nervous. I was embarrassed. I was already in my 20s and had never done it before.
But I did it.
And I liked it.
I came to Detroit.
Perhaps you are doing the same thing today for Super Bowl XL, arriving at our airport, checking into our hotels, looking at our river that leads to a Great Lake. Maybe you’ve never seen a Great Lake. Don’t worry. It’s like an ocean, but usually without the waves.
Not to rush things, but we’ve already picked our team.
In fact, less than five minutes after the Super Bowl foes were determined, Detroit had its mind made up.
We’re going with Pittsburgh,
We like Pittsburgh.
We are Pittsburgh.
“Who do you think is gonna win?” fans here ask me.
“Pittsburgh,” I say.
“YES!” they say.
That is not a normal reaction for the Motor City, which, last time I looked, was not located in Pennsylvania.
A few weeks ago, the NFL sent out Super Bowl invitations to a handful of teams.
On Sunday, Detroit received two RSVPs.
They had bite marks.
The combatants for football’s biggest game will not be tiptoeing into town on Feb. 5. The way the Pittsburgh Steelers and Seattle Seahawks chomped through their conference championship games Sunday, the new motto around here may be “Super Bowl XL: Hide the Women and Children.”
Good Morning, Mr. Marinelli:
If you are who we say you are – namely, the Lions’ new head coach – then welcome to Detroit. To be honest, most of us never heard of you. But we already know a lot about you.
For example, we know you are taking this job, which makes you A) an optimist, B) desperate, C) the wrong man for the position or D) the exception to the rule.
Let’s hope it’s D.
We know you’re 56 years old, which will be used against you (“If he’s so good, how come nobody hired him before?”) unless you win.
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