"As a San Francisco 49ers fan, I know how tough it is to deal with a loss in the Super Bowl (thankfully we weren't completely dismantled by Jim Harbaugh's older brother and his Ravens). And despite the long list of excuses I have for our NFC title robbery, I also know how tough it is to deal with a big game loss against the Seahawks. It just down right sucks. Like, imagine Oreck and Dyson joining forces to create the Mega Maid vacuum from the movie Space Balls. That's how much it sucks. Maybe even a little more.
Anyways, I decided to go up to Penn Station right after the game to try and find some Bronco fans at rock bottom. But I soon found out that it's kind of hard to find people from Denver and Seattle feeling low.... With the exception of one seemingly broken hearted man (pictured next to his girlfriend on the train) who saw my camera, looked at me, shrugged his shoulders, and shook his head. I felt for the guy, so I told him how I feel his pain being that I'm a 49er fan and the following is the interaction we shared:
Bronco Fan: "Maybe next year." Holds up his Super Bowl laniard.
Me: "Hopefully next year it'll be you and me in the Super Bowl."
Bronco Fan: Lifts his head up, looks at me again, extends his arm out and makes a fist.
I too reached out with my fist, finish the deed by giving him a pound and then we both smiled.
The thing is, if it does pan out that way, he'll be back on that 1 train hoping for next season, while I'm on a plane back to Cali for the parade with 6 fingers up the whole way home..."