If you know anything about me you should know that I fucking hate the New England Patriots. As a die hard Miami Dolphins fan and a New Yorker it is my duty to start bleeding from the ears when anyone so much as mentions that pretty boy fuck Tom Brady. I always hated the Patriots but ever since these insufferable pricks started going to Super Bowls my hatred has grown. Add to that more than 5 years living in NYC I not only hate the Patriots but everything about Boston and everyone who lives there. So in 2008 when the New York Giants beat the Patriots to keep the 1972 Dolphins as the only undefeated team in football history I became an instant Giants fan… at least for a few weeks. When the Giants won I danced in the street hugging every Giants fan I met.

Fast forward four years an I once again became a die hard Giants fan if only for one day. I started out my night at Tammany Hall because my friend Dimitry was doing a party there and it seemed like a good place to be but when the Giants scored and there was barely a round of applause I realized that watching football with hipsters was a mistake and I made my way up to Murray Hill to watch with the frat boy types. My Dolphins club, Dolfans NYC meets every week at Third & Long on 35th and 3rd Ave so this seemed like an ideal place to watch the game… and it was. It was 90% Giants fans with a small contingent of Dolphins fans in there for a good mix.

When the Giants won the place went nuts. The bar threw on New York New York and I sang with everyone and started hugging and high fiving like I was a Giants fan since birth. When it was getting close to a Giants victory I grabbed my camera and started shooting. After signing Frank Sinatra (and Jay-Z’s Empire State of Mind) with the crowd at Third & Long I made my way down Third Ave shooting the Giants fans partying in the street. I missed as many shots as I took because I was having so much fun. (I even missed a shot of a cop tackling a guy throwing a trash can witch pretty much ruined my night from that point on.) By the time I made it down to the Lower East Side the partying had subsided and I took the train home. It was a great night and I am so, so glad everyone in Boston cried themselves to sleep last night.

Click here to see all my shots of the New York Giants Super Bowl celebration… live from New York.

Ps. Fuck Boston.

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