it’s a great improvement in las vegas.

‘It took until the latter part of the fourth quarter at Allegiant Stadium, but when I looked across the aisle, I saw that Luke Willson, a former wide receiver for the Seattle Seahawks who won a Super Bowl, was chewing his fingernail uncomfortably.

With less than a minute remaining in Super Bowl 58, the Kansas City Chiefs were driving down the field, and the 61,629 spectators were up and cheering for and against the Chiefs to win or tie the game, so it made sense.

The fourth quarter of the Super Bowl really came to life; it was undoubtedly a defensive struggle, but if social media was to be believed, Usher’s halftime act was the high point of the game up to that point.

After a field goal by the Chiefs, the game went into overtime for just the second time in its existence as the NFL championship game.

Naturally, the Chiefs emerged victorious in the match (never wager against Patrick Mahomes, regardless of how the season starts), and the festivities in Las Vegas were plenty both on and off the field.

In late December, following a couple of failed past attempts, I was notified by the NFL that my media application was approved for a position in the press box for the game. As a lifetime football fan, it was up there as one of the best Christmas presents I received. As a journalist, I couldn’t wait to sit with other reporters from around the U.S. and the world to cover the most watched TV broadcast in the United States.

Yes – it is over the top. And yes – $7 million for a 30-second commercial is astronomically ridiculous. And for non-Swifties, sure, there were too many shots of Taylor.

But to be inside the stadium, with overpriced light beer, celebrities everywhere you look, players tearing up at Reba McEntire’s rendition of the American national anthem and showgirls – because, Vegas – it was exactly as it should be.

There’s so much that can be (rightfully) argued about the insanity that is the Super Bowl, but for this football fan, it was perfect.

I understood how fortunate I was to be there, taking it all in as ticket prices in the nosebleed sections easily topped $8,000 US a week before the game.

Following the game, I rushed to the media compound on the concourse of the stadium following the presentation of the Lombardi trophy on the field. Inside, I bounced between areas of a tent to sit in scrums with Mahomes, tight end Travis Kelce and San Francisco 49ers running back Christian McCaffrey (and if ever you want to see the spectrum of human emotion in 30 seconds, visit the winning and losing side of a post-game Super Bowl interview room).

I left reviewing footage on my phone repeatedly throughout the evening, adrenaline from the day starting to wear off and exhaustion starting to kick in.

Mahomes and the winning Chiefs made their way over to the Wynn Hotel for an after-party on the Strip until 5 a.m., and then apparently another after-after-party. He had to return to the media room Monday morning at 8:30 a.m. for one last press conference, then was whisked off in Super Bowl tradition to Disneyland.

Meanwhile, my hotel room bed was calling me shortly after 11:30 p.m.

But I wouldn’t have had it any other way.