San Francisco
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They call it “American football” because, well, “football is football,” says Ian Potter.
And by “football” he means “soccer,” a fact that is underscored by the raucous cheering that periodically punctuates the Mad Dog in the Fog, a Nottingham Forest bar located in San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury neighborhood.
Potter and seven of his, well, best mates are here at the Mad Dog to watch their hometown team lose to Leeds. But they’re here in San Francisco – more than 5,000 miles and about 14 hours of travel from home – because the Super Bowl is in town. And wherever the Super Bowl goes, so goes a group of Brits who don’t even have tickets…