Our third attempt to find a place to watch the Superbowl led us to Ty's bar and restaurant. We were two dinghys full of sailors from our safe, cold front anchorage who had been riding out the strong NW winds. We had made friends with 4 other boats and were hell bent on watching the Superbowl (and commercials). It was a SB to remember.

Lisa and I picked up Ryan from Sophia and Karl from River Rat. We had a sloppy ride to the settlement. The first restaurant was closed up tight. We walked to the Farmer's Cay Yacht Club built by “Two Dead Presidents” Roosevelt Nixon. They were vague about their cable package but eventually admitted they would not be able to show the game. We had a further 15 minute hike to Ty's, the beach side restaurant where we watched (and crewed in) the Bahamian Sloop races. We had to walk across the airport runway to get to Ty's. No problem, the air traffic controller (my non-official designation) gave us the OK.

We arrived on time to find the restaurant about half-full of Bahamians. We helped fill the place and a few other cruisers joined us. An amazing thing happened during the national anthem. All of the Bahamians stood up, removed their hats and covered their hearts. After a few bars of the anthem, the satellite signal froze. We all continued singing as best we could and many of the Bahamians joined in.

After that, it was just a football game.