68,142 People And Me
Today I went to my first professional football game.
A friend of mine text messaged me during church.
-I got two tickets to the football game, do you want to go?
-Sure. What time?
-Now.
-I’m in church, will be for another half an hour, can you wait?
-What are you doing text messaging in church?!
We caught the second half of a pretty good game. It ended with the Titans kicking a 60 yard field goal, and winning with 4 seconds left.
What amazed me the most though, was the fact that I had no idea this culture had quite the magnitude that it really does. I have never seen so many people simultaneously jumping around and screaming, for the same thing, in my entire life. There were even choreographed cheers for first downs, chanted with a southern drawl. I had my Bud Light. I high-fived complete strangers. And I cheered for a team, that before today, I barely knew existed. I am looking at today as a cultural experience and I’m glad I was able to participate in it.
You sounded so official and like you knew what you were talking about there with the 60 yard field goal and the 4 seconds thing.
Same thing happened to me with the Astros. I am now and forever a fan.
Attending a sporting event is a unusual thing. You act a little crazy, behave in a mass-mentality, and scream a lot. Good times.
And they beat our Colts! Ouch!
Sort of like a Audio Adrenaline concert huh’.
Only bigger.
You high fived a stranger? What are you Harold? Something strange is happening to you out there in Tenn.