With Superbowl XLI coming up we went to times Square in search of tickets.  Sometimes Times Square seems so congested with tourists, vendors, live performers and everyone seems to be trying to hand you something or other.  If you are in a rush you tend to not notice anything or anyone and just walk past it all. But this weekend we intentionally sought out one of those guys handing out fliers for a Broadway show, Lombardi. What most people don’t realize is that those little fliers are often (not always) discount coupons. Rather than standing in the TKTS line which does offer great discounts you can usually get a deal from those guys. We got our tickets to Lombardi for just under $50 each! It was our first non-musical since moving here and it was amazing!

The theater, Circle in the Square is just that – a round/oval-like stage at the center of a the seating like a mini-basketball arena. I immediately thought of how it reminded me of LOVE which we saw in Las Vegas a few years ago so I was happy we didn’t splurge for front row seats. At LOVE we first saw the show with some mid-level seats and it turned out that those were the best seats possible. We had an excellent view of the entire stage then the 2nd time we saw it we got 2nd row seats which put us at the performers’ feet and gave a very different perspective. Also great, but I wouldn’t recommend the limited view to a first-timer.  The Lombardi theater however, is so small that our seats were really not very high at all and they gave us the perfect view of the entire stage. At times the performers are all facing one direction or other and at our angle we always saw everything but from a higher priced seat you might endure 1/2 the play looking at the actor’s behinds!

I digress… being a novice my review is limited but what I can say is I was enthralled. The play is narrated by a young reporter, Michael McCormick who visits the Lombardi’s for a week in 1965 as he works on a story for Look Magazine on the Packers’ coach.  Through the course of the week the reporter, learns snipets here and there about Vince from his players and especially from his wife, Marie (played by Judith Light). Marie, as it turns out is the woman behind the man in more ways than one. She reveals too much, she might drink too much, she definitely mother’s the players and she notices more than you think she does. Most of all she loves her husband fiercely and knows that with that comes the expectation that in their marriage she must accept football as much as she accepts Vince. I think that by interacting with Marie so much and the players as well we learn first-hand how elusive Lombardi himself was.  We also build a very strong connection to the man.


About clarissa

I'm a girl from Texas living in New York since October 2010. I fell in love with New York City on a business trip here in April 2009. I had to drag my husband along for the ride at first but just a few hours on his own while I was at the conference and he was completely on board. He began texting me mundane things like the price of milk and the quality of produce so that I could see it wasn't so much different than Austin. What are the chances that after just one week in New York two people would leave with the exact same resolution to one day live there? We did. Just about 18 months later we signed a lease on a new apartment and started a new chapter in our lives. This blog will hopefully give me a chance to document our adventures in New York as well as to share my perspective on the same using photos and stories. enjoy.
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