Monday Night, man
Not withstanding how I got there, Monday Night Football had arrived and was to be my first big game. I missed the first weekâs games due to unforeseen circumstancesâit was a nice day. But this was it, the moment I had been waiting for.
My Giants were playing at home against the Cowboys. From what I undThe Larry Ellison 'Don't You Losers Wish You Could Have Your Own Game' Same Game broadcast). And, to spice things up it turned out the head coach of the Cowboys, the Tuna, was formerly the head coach of the Giants, not that I have ever heard of either of these teams. I wanted a tuna sandwich. But at 9 pm sharp, I was ready to go, cheese steak sandwich in one hand and the remote in the other. A few minutes into the game I found myself wondering if it was Monday night that the reruns from Arab Idol were supposed to be airing . . . I hung on though. I had to support my team. Mental note: Next game I should wear a Giants jersey, or at least a hat, to experience a stronger connection with my team. I have seen this method work passionately well for experienced fans. Hmm . . . maybe some face paint? Another mental note: find out what the Giants colors are? I fell asleep in the second quarter. |