I always watched the Packers game on T.V is my living or in my basement during football season but I always wondered what it was like to really be at the game. What was it like to be in the stadium and watch the game with thousands of people cheering, eating, and yelling? On December 15th it was my birthday and I got tickets to a Packer playoff game against the Lions the game was schedule sometime later in December. I was so excited that I got to finally experience a Packer game and know what it feels like to be in stadium during a game. It was the day of the game and I couldn't wait to leave I just wanted to get there soon as possible. It was just Me, my mom, and my dad that went to the game because neither of my sibling like football. …show more content…
I bought a couple shirts and sweatshirts just to wear later because I knew it was going to get colder as the day went on. We were now making our way to the stadium there was a large line with multiple different security checks I had to put anything that had metal in it into a bin as I walked through the metal detector. I couldn't believe it I was finally at Lambeau field about to watch my favorite NFL team play at a playoff …show more content…
We got lunch at one of the food stands and ate at a table we found open which was hard to do since so many people where already inside the stadium already. Once we ate lunch it was about 2:00pm so we decided we should find our seats our seats where behind one of the goal posts. As we were walking to our seats the Packers where warming up it was crazy to think that I was in the same Stadium as the Packers. The stadium had a big screen to show close up of the game so we didn't have to worry about a bad view. It was time for the game to start and I couldn't wait through the whole game Packer where just barley ahead of the Lions. About two hours into the game my feet where starting to numb out from the cold but I couldn't leave the score was so close. The time was down to the last minute and Packers were ahead by a field goal as time ran close to the end people where leaving so we decided to do the same. The packers ended up winning I was glad they did but I still had a long walk back to our car in the parking garage we parked
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen. Meeting this evening as a group Green Bay Packer and NFL fans we recall many unforgettable moments in Packer history. From big hits to miraculous passes, we will have in the back of our minds forever. Every Sunday we are glued to the television watching the Packers. Win or lose our fans have always been there to support the team. It is a privilege to have with us a man who thrilled many spectators. Win or lose he was always there to boost the fans and players moral, Brett Favre.
Following one’s hometown team or childhood NFL team through the regular season, playoffs, and hopefully, the Super Bowl has become a staple of today’s culture. Whether or not their favorite team makes it to the big Super Bowl game, they still find themselves cheering on one of the teams competing. This is even the case for non-football fans.... ... middle of paper ... ...
Any NFL fan wants at least two things for their team; for them to make it to playoffs and for them to win the super bowl. As a Dallas Cowboys fan, I was more than thrilled that the not-so-great-team from last year, actually made it to the quarterfinals this year. The quarterfinals game vs. the Green Bay Packers at Lambeau Field was not going to be just a normal game, or an easy defeat. Meetings with the Packers do not happen often, this would be the fifth time in the past decade the teams would battle it out. What a terrific treat, a belated holiday gift to football fans. Those uniforms. Those histories. These storylines. Yes this is what we have been waiting for. I knew the Cowboys would have to keep
The memory of the Super Bowl season, every game inching closer and closer to the ultimate goal, is indeed a good memory. This season held many successes, with many eccentric, ecstatic, and outright amazing plays, atmospherically energizing the theater for the Super Bowl game. Cheering, screaming, laughing, eating, the crowd in the theater was one hundred percent into the competition. As soon as Super Bowl XLVIII started, there was no doubt who would be the champion. From the very beginning, it was an absolute mauling by the Seahawks. I appreciate the Seahawks and their greatness, their domination during the season leading up to the Super Bowl.
I enjoyed the praise and cheers from my teammates that are like my brothers. They all contributed to my success and lifted my high as they knew that this moment I would never forget for the rest of my life. I honestly did not want to leave the field that night so I meandered and fooled around with everyone for the longest time after the game. After the game I met up with my mother and father as they seemed to look more proud than I was at the time. They talked to me and told me how great I have become over the years of hard work and dedication.
Arena to have me start playing hockey for the first time, and I was ecstatic!
It was a beautiful Thanksgiving morning ,I had just woken up to my dad turning on my room lights ,shouting, “CJ,WAKE UP WE’RE GOING TO THE COWBOYS GAME!” I jumped out of my bed yelling,”OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK!” Once I finished getting ready, me and my dad got into his truck and drove to the Toyota Stadium. Me and my dad waited in line for what seemed like an eternity, but finally we got our tickets read and took our seats right next to the cowboys touchdown, so cool!
When I got home from school my Dad had me go get ready for a hour or two hour long drive. I got ready we got in the car and we started driving. On the way there I fell asleep in the car while we were driving. When I woke up we were in Chicago parked in front of the United Center. I got so exited I wanted to get in the stadium as soon as possible even though we we were an hour early. When we had gotten in with our tickets they were handing out free hats. After we went to go watch the BlackHawks practice. After watching the BlackHawks practice we went in a store to go get me a sweatshirt. When we got back to our seats the game was about to start. Then the game had started with the Toews wining the face off.
The origin of the love of the game is hard to pinpoint specifically, but nevertheless my story begins 14 years ago. I was 7, learning new things and questioning every thing I saw. At the age of 7, we really don’t have the best understanding of how the world works nor do we understand our placement in it, but from that age with the little help of a game I began to understand thoseaspects of life more. The game is baseball, and from the age of 7 I have been completely immersed in it.
In the article “How I Learned to Love Football,” Felisa Rogers, a freelance writer, details the transformation from going from a high school student, who did not care about football, to an adult who now somewhat understands football and has formed numerous opinions about it. Rogers attributes the surprising conversion of the fact that her husband was such a big Green Bay Packers fan, explaining that because of her love for him she saw numerous of things that brought him happiness and comfort.
There was a lot of people there at least 100 people.. About 50 people from our football team because the kids out brothers
On my hunk of rusted metal long ago called a bike I rode up to the thing I once called home in the hot Louisiana sun. It was the Oak Grove football field. I slowly rolled up with my brakes creaking like the knee brace I wore, I came to a halt ready to start on my adventure once again. I strolled up to the field and everyone eyes traveled straight to me.
August, a month that brings unbearable heat, uncontrollable sweating, and most importantly, competition. The pressing heat of August can really change a man, unless he has something to keep him busy. For me, it is football during the day, and fantasy football during the night. After a grueling day of practice, I can always come home to my phone, and open the ESPN fantasy football app. I have played fantasy football since eighth grade with some of my closest friends. We all treat it as a life or death game which allows us to bring out our competitive side. Now, have I won a championship in 5 years? The answer to that is not important. What is important is the recent argument my friend Jake and I have gotten ourselves into. Last fantasy season,
Thumbs Out A girlfriend of mine once defended me to her father by saying, calmly, “Not everyone who wanders is lost.” The dad kicked me out of the house anyway. But the damage had been done. Not everyone who wanders is lost.
Super Bowl Sunday was finally here. I was waiting for it all week. As a diehard Patriots fan, I was extremely excited. Our family decided to throw a party and invited over some neighbors to watch the game with us. Some people that came over were Seahawks fans, so the intensity was already building up in the house.