Warning to everybody who still wants to bring a Super Bowl to Philly: It might be more trouble than you expect. Newsworks reports that New Jersey lost $5.6 million transporting riders to and and from the stadium for January’s big game — despite reaping more than $1 million in ad sales along the route.
One reason for the loss: The agency expected to transport 10,000 people to the game — and ended up taking 30,000.
And that sounds pretty incredible. Then again, just imagine what those numbers would be like if the transit system had actually worked well.
Philadelphia’s pursuit of a Super Bowl looks increasingly like a real thing. The latest evidence? Mayor Michael Nutter has come out in favor of hosting the event, telling NJ.com: “”Heck, yeah, we want it. And we can do it better than anyone else.”
Did you watch the Super Bowl Sunday? Of course you did, it’s the Super Bowl, and even football-hating heathens tune in. While we didn’t get the Bucks County-born defense lawyer’s amazing two-minute spot here in Philadelphia, we did get a ridiculous local ad of our own: The Geico gecko at the Cheesesteak nexus!
I was running late to a Super Bowl party last night, so I missed the coin toss. It wasn’t until much later, when I checked my Twitter feed, that I realized something interesting had happened before the game even began.
That giant fur coat Joe Namath wore to toss the coin.
He clearly had this outfit planned, long before an updated weather forecast had been released. It was cold out there in New Jersey. We’re in a polar vortex! It was cold, and therefore he’d wear a giant fur coat. He’d planned his (otherwise quite normal) outfit around that coat. So what if it was 49 degrees at kickoff? Joe had an utterly crazy absolutely fantastic coat and, damn it, he was going to wear it. So what if he looked a teeny bit like a 1970s pimp? It’s called vintage, people. And no one rocks 1970s pimp like Broadway Joe. Here, a look back at his eight best sartorial moments. Spoiler alert: There is lots of fur.
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I had the avocados. I had a couple of tomatoes, and a lime. I even had cilantro, which I’d hiked all the way back across the vast stretches of our grocery store to get—who decreed that suburban grocery stores should be the size of the Pentagon, anyway?—after I forgot it on my first foray through the produce aisle. So I was pretty sure I had everything I needed to make guacamole for the Super Bowl yesterday when, early in the afternoon, I sliced open the first avocado. Everything was going smoothly until I took a taste of the finished product.
Something wasn’t right.
I called my daughter Marcy. A year spent in Mexico made her a guacamole expert; I’ve watched her stir the stuff up practically one-handed.
You might wonder, since recent weeks and months seem to regularly bring news that the city is in contention for one high-profile event or another: Everything from the Olympics to a Super Bowl to a papal visit has been mentioned, but nothing’s been nailed down yet.
Is Philly ready to host all these high-profile events? Should we pick and choose? Should we quietly back out of contention with a “thanks but no thanks” smile on our faces? Or are we prepared to take on some of the world’s highest-profile events?
Here’s a rundown of the events we’re rumored to desire, and which would be the best fit.
The issues continued after the game, when the fans who arrived via NJ Transit attempted to return home. NJ.com reported that some fans spent “hours” attempting to leave MetLife Stadium.
“You can get out of any stadium in 45 minutes to an hour. We are at three hours just to get here,” Terry Thon, of Denver, told NJ.com, of the waits to get to the train station at MetLife Stadium. “Ahead of him was another 45-minute wait to get on his next train, he said.”