Hose the Broncos down with points and hose each other down with champagne.
Such was the life and times of the Seattle Seahawks on Sunday night. Pete Carroll’s crew brought Tag Team back again on Peyton Manning and company, effectively dominating the Broncos in every aspect of Super Bowl XLVIII.
But what’s a team to do after such a dominant victory? With the entirety of the New York City night scene at your disposal, where do you go?
You go to Marquee—a nightclub built and engineered for larger-than-life shindigs.
The Seattle Seahawks were spotted out partying on Sunday, and images of the good times have begun surfacing on the Internet. A couple of these photos were tweeted out by ESPN’s Darren Rovell (h/t Ty Duffy of The Big Lead) and show Seahawks wideout Golden Tate with the ever-popular, Nebuchadnezzar-sized bottle of Ace of Spades champagne.
As Rovell reports, the bottle sells for around $100,000 but was likely comped by the bar or Armand De Brignac—the purveyor of these ridiculously sized and priced spirits.
This comes as good news, considering paying for that Ace of Spades would’ve set back kicker Steven Hauschka one-seventh of his base salary (per OverTheCap.com) for 2013 had he footed the bill by himself.
Such petty obstacles as “money” and “bills” were of no object on Sunday night, however. The Seahawks were kings of the cosmos for the day, and the usual gaggle of celebrity bootlickers and artists lined up to pay homage to the champs.
Broncos linebacker Von Miller attempted to get in on the fun at Marquee but was intercepted at the door. Dressed in a camo paramilitary tarp, Miller tried to poltergeist his way in, but the club had reportedly reached capacity.
Drake was also on hand for the championship party (he now comes standard with every bottle of Ace of Spades) and congratulated the Seahawks for beating the Broncos “138 to three.”
Warning: Video contains NSFW language.
And that’s the story of Super Bowl XLVIII—you go into New Jersey when you have to, get the job done and get back into New York City as quickly as possible for fun under the neon lights.
Carry on, Seahawks. I predict your Super Bowl parade will feature even more awesomeness and 100 percent less Drake than this night in New York.
Macklemore, on the other hand, will presumably be out in full force.
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