The Super Bowl media center is a strange place to be a night.
It's a buzz of activity during the day, almost electric. Radio Row bustles with noise and football stars. The halls are packed. Journalists almost elbow to elbow.
But right now it's so quiet it's eerie.
All of Radio Row has called it a night. Some have actually packed up and headed home __ including 570-KLAC __ their work done.
It's 9 p.m. here, and in a press room that once had hundreds, there's now me, five others and a skeleton security crew. You can't even call home and say something mushy because everyone can hear everything said in this cavernous room.
The whole week's build up pretty much winds down media-wise by Friday anyway. Players are no longer available, and there's only the coaches offered in the morning.
Tonight is the Commissioner's Party, what was once an extravagant media bash. Only the media are no longer invited. They're somewhere, because they're sure not here.