Super Bowl Hangover


And the Irish Blog Awards

It's two o'clock in the afternoon and I've just finished breakfast. I woke up a bit before noon, made and drank a pot of coffee, and then cleaned up the mess from the night before. We (brother, nephews, cousin, friend) spent yesterday watching TV, a football game in Detroit, along with a billion other people.

If I'm feeling a bit queasy, it is a combination of staying up late and suffering from a bad cold. My alcohol consumption was minimal as I had to drive the boys home afterwards. But an ersatz hangover still gives me a sense of solidarity with all the other fans who celebrated into the wee hours in and around Ford Field and across the river in downtown Windsor.

For the first time since moving I found myself wishing, if only for a moment, that I still had my former apartment, right in the midst of one of the biggest parties the city has ever seen. Thanks to some sensational news stories, Windsor has become an exotic location, the Sin City of the mid-west.

Gord Henderson, a writer for The Windsor Star, described the notorious free publicity that pumped up the city's hospitality industry in a column entitled 'Bad' press is great (paid registration):

A Dallas Morning News sports blog put it this way: "Consider this year's Super Bowl the first Canadian Super Bowl in NFL history. Let's face it, everyone coming to Detroit to party for the Super Bowl is going to end up in Windsor, Canada, where prostitution is legal, gambling is legal, strip clubs abound and people party all night long."

Similar stories popped up all across the continent. The Globe and Mail, according to Henderson, reported that Windsor Police expected a 100,000 visitors and "no sector is more prepared than its vice peddlers: its casino, it escort services, and, in particular, its renowned strip clubs, collectively known as the Windsor Ballet."

Another Star columnist, Marty Gervais, tells us that the city's wild reputation goes back to Prohibition when "four-fifths of all the contraband liquor going into the U.S. was funneled through Windsor and Essex County."

In fact it doesn't take the excuse of a championship to draw Americans to Windsor. The lower drinking age keeps the downtown streets busy and raucous most nights. Indeed, that was partly why I decided to move out here to the relative quiet of a small town.

I suspect the sex trade and the casino didn't do nearly as much business as the restaurants, bars, dance clubs and coffee houses. They were unbeaten though, when it comes to generating marketing allure.

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If you will excuse an abrupt segue from Windsor to Ireland, I know that some of you must be readers of Counago & Spaves, because I've sent you there, haven't I.

C&S is under consideration for the Best Group Blog category in the Irish Blog Awards. You can cast your vote here.

Two related blogs (by authorship and friendship, I believe) are McManus and Manuel Stimulation and they are up for awards in the Best Blog/Blogger section and, along with C&S, Most Humourous Post category. I've been reading McManus since its inception and should have called it to your attention before. Manuel Estimulo's blog is new to me and appears to be quite entertaining.




Posted: Mon - February 6, 2006 at 02:23 PM          


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