For some reason, I reconsidered this summer after agreeing to take two tickets to tonight's exhibition against Pittsburgh when they became available from the season-ticket package I share with three other guys. It is the preseason, I rationalized, meaning there should be less general intensity and, hopefully, barbarian behavior.
After learning that the game is sold out, and assuming that the stadium will be filled with a disproportionate number of Steelers fans who can not afford tickets at Heinz Field, I am having some second thoughts. But I told him about it weeks ago and he is wearing his white Fred Jackson jersey, so there is no turning back now.
Jackson turned 9 in May. That's two years younger than I was when, on the way out of Rich Stadium after Tom Dempsey somehow sliced a chip-shot field goal just to the right of the goalpost situated directly in front of me to extend Miami's infuriating dominance of the Bills to 19 games, I saw a guy seemingly passed out in a ditch in the parking lot, only his face visible at first above the water resulting from a second-half downpour.
I say "seemingly" and "at first," because I then noticed he was somehow able to hold a beer can above the surface, as well. So I have to assume he was either in fact conscious, or had frozen in a beer- and life-preserving position when he nodded off.
Either way, it was the first time I remember thinking, "Man. Some people drink too much."
Given that the changes in the world since that September day in 1979 and the accelerated rate at which children mature, I have decided it is not too soon to come to that same realization, or any others that might result from a hot summer night surrounded by the well-lubricated. He, too, will probably see things he can not unsee. Which might not be that terrible, after all.
So we are heading out in a few moments. If I can figure out how to update We Want Marangi from my phone, I will do so (like I have said, this is an exhibition blog, so please do not demand a refund on your subscription). If not, I will report back later tonight or tomorrow.
And if you are putting money on the Bills or Steelers, here is a tip: Look up your local Gamblers Anonymous hotline. Betting on an event in which not even the contestants care about the outcome is a sign that you need very intensive help.
But here's a prediction anyway. Pittsburgh 11, Buffalo 5.
I took my daughter to her first game last year and she very much enjoyed giving Tebow the finger.
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