Greg Wesson's Esoteric Globe

I'd been down in Chile for around 2 weeks by this point, and despite promising myself that I was going to stay away from everything "North American," ended up having a total hankering for a North American day come Superbowl.

I staked out the TV in the main lounge of my hotel early (wanted to make sure none of the locals put on one of the many soccer games that were constantly running) with a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken and a 2 litre bottle of Diet Coke.

Not everything was American, though. The game was playing on ESPN2 in Spanish.

Superbowl 37 featured the Tampa Bay Bucs soundly beating the Oakland Raiders 48 to 21. For once, without alcohol clouding my system, I actual remember the outcome of the game. Sadly I was cheering for Oakland, given that I had just spent the past 10 months hanging around 3 towns South in San Ramon, California.