'On the field' at SBLX

Halftime Rox
Originally uploaded by UrbanTiki.

"Their I was no..." standing on the 43 yard line during the Super Bowl last Sunday, at the end of a two week journey holding a 'tongue' over my head as explosions went off around me. Cue the Stones singing "Start me up," and you may get an impression what it was like to be center stage, center field at Super Bowl 40. It all started with an excited email from a friend who wrote me, "hey you said you wanted 'in' the Super Bowl right? Well here's the deal show up at the Pontiac Silverdome tonight they're holding auditions." Now I had heard about the 'cattle call' for groups of twenty or more 18 -24 year olds, you the type of bubbly, cute, gyrating fans, one sees all the time in videos, to be part of the "volunteer audience members." Look, I long ago passed my expiration date for that group, but "what the hell" the gig is 'the GIG' is the super bowl for Christ sake, maybe they were just short a few bodies. So, I went anyway no head-shot, just me and my smile.

What I had gotten myself into was way more interesting than waiting to be told to "be enthusiastic" and had nothing to do with being cute. I became part of a crew that helped assemble the stage for the Super Bowl half time show viewed by an estimated 100 million people U.S. (no pressure there). Our first few attempts at quickly, efficiently putting the stage together at 'Super Bowl speed' was... how shall I put this... Imagine 700 monkeys trying to fuck one football at the the same time. The effort was hilarious, straps broke, wood chips were flying everywhere, a flat out riot. Nonetheless by show-time, I had seen the stones perform three times, (I like to think just for me), and "we happy few," the stage crew was so sharp we could hustle that "30 piece mouth" together in almost 4 minutes flat. The whole experiences was amazing! Mick was 'on fire,' the stadium was 'with us,' and, I was "literally" center stage, taste bud #375 (lol), camera left wearing a "Where's Waldo" (for tape visibility) shirt jumping around like a 18-24 yr. old during the Super Bowl half-time show.

What a life.


Note: I was on camera four times, really, trust me. I watched 'the tape" in slow motion a million times, just to prove it. (LMAO)

Good times,
C.C.