The journey to Abuja, Nigeria was a long one because as you can imagine there are no direct flights from San Jose, Costa Rica. I flew from San Jose to Miami (five hour layover) Miami to Frankfurt (three hour layover) and Frankfurt to Abuja. During my layover in Miami, I went to a restaurant to get myself a good old-fashioned American burger. My month long diet of rice and beans was about to be over!
I sat at the bar and order my burger and began to surf the web on my trusty laptop. There was a group of four people to my right and they were talking about the Dave Matthews cruise they were just on. I interjected into their conversation at one point and the guy looked at me strangely and asked where I was from. After I told him-- “East Lansing, Michigan” – he said, “Hey aren’t you- Sam Singh? We met at a tailgate at the MSU/UM game together.” Another small world experience!
I was the first in our delegation to arrive in Abuja. The embassy had arranged for an expediter to meet me at the airport. I don’t know why but whenever I am at an airport I look at the people holding placards and always look for my name. I know that no one is waiting for me but still I look. This time someone was holding a placard for a “Mr. Singh.” It was comical but all he did was walk me from immigration to baggage claim and once I had my luggage to the driver that was waiting for me. Somehow I think I could have managed this complicated labyrinth on my own but it as they say- it is the thought that counts.
After I checked into my hotel, I got down to business-very important business. It wasn’t a review of my PowerPoint presentation or researching Nigerian nongovernmental organization (NGO) trends. I needed to figure out where to watch the Superbowl! The game would start at midnight and unfortunately the hotel’s cable would not have the game. I hadn’t had much time to research Abuja before arriving and the Lonely Planet Africa book that I looked at in the Miami Airport had only a few paragraphs on Abuja.
I quickly forgot about the Superbowl when I was informed that the only sport that people were concerned about was the Africa Cup of Nations. I was in Nigeria during the biggest soccer tournament in Africa! The matches were being held in Ghana and that next evening (Superbowl Sunday) was the quarter final between Nigeria and their rival Ghana. Now I had a new task where was I going to watch the Nigeria match. This was bigger than the Superbowl and it was real football or should I say futbol.
After the match was over we had dinner and called it a night because we had to be up for meeting early on Monday morning. I was exhausted. The travel from the day before along with jetlag hit me. Even if I had wanted to see the Superbowl my body wouldn’t let me.
From what I understand I missed one of the better Superbowls but in the end I didn’t care who won because I dislike both teams. The Patriots were too hyped and full of themselves and the Giants were led by Eli Manning who should have been a man and played for San Diego-the team that drafted him. The only good part of the highlights I saw on CNN on Monday morning was that former MSU wide receiver Plaxico Burress caught the winning touchdown. As we chanted at the Citrus Bowl in 2000--Plaxico is fantastico!
I ended up watching the game at the hotel with our delegation and other guests (and a few employees but I didn't see anything!) It was a good match but unfortunately Ghana was the stronger team and they ended up winning. The Africa Cup of Nations Final match was two days after we were done with our work in Nigeria and though I had a flight back home I began to take a look at the costs to head down to Ghana. I have been to the Euro Cup in 2000 in Belgium and to World Cup in Germany in 2006. Why wouldn’t I add the Africa Cup of Nations to my worldlist?