Football Everywhere
The Bills played the Ravens in a huge game just about a mile and a half from my house.
I returned from a visit to Mom’s and Sam and his buddy met me at the door.
“Can you drop us at the game?”
It was 1:30.
The game began at 6:30.
And I thought about the Lions and Texans fans - their teams lost on Saturday and all that hope was dashed.
Detroit thought they had the Super Bowl in the bag.
As I dropped the boys off I said:
“Have fun, and go easy, even if they lose.”
“If they lose going easy isn’t an option,” Sam’s buddy said.
And I must admit that fans of football are a rabid bunch. Especially around here. At a checkout at the grocery store the clerk hands you the receipt and says:
“Go Bills!”
I do respect that and as I’ve said, it’s impossible to dismiss. I would be happy for a whole bunch of people if the Super Bowl trophy was ever stored less than 2 miles from here.
There is red and blue everywhere!
People have a chance to forget their troubles for a little while and bask in the game.
Of course that’s not a bad thing.
“Yo, whose glove is that?” I asked as the boys left the car.
“Oh God! It’s mine,” Sam’s buddy said. “Would’ve been a long game if I’d lost that before I even went in.”
I laughed.
All of it is crazy!
Eight degrees at game time.
Sitting on a frozen metal bench.
Every ounce of hope and energy as you scream…
…and only one team can win it all.
And it’s usually Kansas City.
Maybe not this year.
Go Bills.
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