My Super Bowl Adventure

February 5, 2007

I wanted to share my little adventure with you of what happened to me during Super Bowl weekend, as I embarked on a little adventure to Rochester (and back) for a Simon on-campus recruiting event. The weekend itself was wonderful, celebrating birthdays with Rami & Isanna and their respective families at IHOP, having dinner with Angela and her boyfriend (yes, he exists) Chet, interviewing some brilliant future leaders for Simon, catching up with fellow Skokian Associate Dean Steve Posavec and buying some Sabra salads at the world’s greatest grocery store, Wegman’s.

As I left Wegman’s on Sunday at noon and filled my car with gas prior to getting onto 390. The temperature was cold, but the sun was shining, visibility great and I ambitiously set off for my drive home, in great anticipation of Deborah’s Super Bowl party to watch Da Bears play in the world championship for the 1st time since Erin & I sang the “Superbowl Shuffle” in 8th grade.

However, destiny had other plans for me and, immediately after passing through Buffalo, while talking to Debbie Dvorin in Chicago, the skies turned gray, snow began to blow horizontally and all visibility went to hell. And what followed next felt like a long, bad dream. But, perhaps, sometimes our spirits need a nice kick to exercise whatever demons have leeched on to our best manners. It’s at moments like this, one truly learns what she is capable of and what one’s character will and will not do. It’s also at times like this the world throws you angels, like the nice young man with the “Tim Horton’s” hat who pulled over, dug me out out of the snow and literally saved my life.

I have decided that I can now win “Survivor: The Winter Edition” and that for me to find true love, the man of my dreams must pass the following test:

Can a guy figure out what to do if he is stranded by himself in a snow blizzard in the middle of nowhere and then find his way home? Test includes: zero visibility, 4′ of snow accumulating to 10′, below freezing temperatures, 30 mile winds, no snow tires, no shovel, wind shield fluid replacement, frozen wind shield fluid “holes” (thus unviewable front window), being stuck in the middle of a busy intersection blocking 2 lanes of traffic all at once, a motel with no cleared out snow in the parking lot (or anywhere else), low room heat, no food, a broken remote and a shower that sets off the smoke alarm. Also, upon trying to figure out how to unfreeze the wind shield fluid dispensers, having the support stick to the hood of the car malfunction, thus having the hood fall on one’s head….

If a man can survive that and make it home alive, without hitting anyone or being hit, he’s no mamas boy 🙂

As my good friend Jessica so wisely put it: “Alex, so you basically want to date AAA?”