Friday Night Fumble

Is it over yet?

I mean…

Go team!!!

Yeah!!!

High school football.

It’s quite the production in The Lone Star State.

Even people without kids religiously attend every Friday night.

It’s that big a thing out here.

Hell, there’s even a 10 billion member marching band at every single game.

And the marching band is typically more fun to watch than the actual football game itself.

Sort of like the halftime show during The Super Bowl.

At eight dollars a ticket for the privilege of sitting on rock-hard metal bleachers for three to four hours, watching the clock move in slower motion than logically possible…

How could it be anything but exciting?

Right?

I personally pass the time alternately playing on my phone, staring in disbelief at my watch, and glancing at the score board.

But I’m sure some people are actually watching the game.

Probably.

What better way to spend a Friday night?

I mean, besides sleeping.

Never mind the fact that I have to get up at 3 am the next morning for work.

If I’m having such a blast, why do I keep going to these games, you might wonder?

Well, to support my amazing mascot, of course!

But at eight dollars a ticket…

I could go see a movie for that price.

Or at buy a great cocktail.

Especially after sitting on those sadistic ass-numbing, back-breaking bleachers.

Sure, it’d be more cost-effective to stay home in my pajamas, watching reruns on Netflix.

But I suppose it beats sitting at home.

Sometimes, at least.

Especially when things get really exciting.

Between evacuations, stampedes, and near-electrocutions, it has been a fairly exciting season so far.

Almost every home game has kicked off with a lightning evacuation.

During the very first quarter.

Which is especially thrilling when lightning menacingly illuminates the sky and rain comes pouring down in an attempt to recreate Noah’s Ark, right there in the middle of the football field.

The bleachers are at full capacity.

Of course.

Because everyone in town is at the game.

Did I mention the bleachers are metal?

And metal conducts electricity.

Which is ever-so-slightly concerning.

I don’t know about you, but I don’t enjoy high school football games enough to risk electrocution.

And so the stampedes begin.

Which is a rather refreshing break from some of those obnoxious, screeching, know-it-all fans.

Yeesh.

Perhaps this is why I never bothered to attend any games when I was in high school.

Nothing against school sports and all the good qualities they help foster.

But sometimes I wonder why I pay to get hit in the head with rogue balls at games where excessively vocal away team fans conduct themselves as though the home team had the audacity to cross into Oakland Raiders territory.

Yikes.

The things we do for our children.

We support our kids.

Even when it risks our last remaining thread of sanity.

Because our kids will always remember that we were there for them.

Especially if we embarrass the hell out of them with our mere presence.

Because embarrassment and support apparently go hand in hand.

Go team, go!

Woooo!!!

~Happy Friday, friends! Have a great weekend!~

It's Friday night! Um, yay?

It’s Friday night! Um, yay?

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29 thoughts on “Friday Night Fumble

  1. I was never a fan of our school sports even when I was in school. It probably doesn’t help that I’m such a contrarian that I actively root against the home teams. Plus, the only school activity I got involved with was Quiz Bowl, and I don’t recall thousands of fans piling into metal bleachers to watch us knock down nerdy trivia questions. The mascots, marching band, and cheerleaders didn’t travel with us either for some reason…

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    • I would totally have gone to a Quiz Bowl! That’s right up my alley. I’m not even joking. 😝

      What do you mean, you didn’t have the same travelling entourage as the sports teams? Every activity deserves at the very least a cheering squad and a mascot! The audacity! 🤣

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  2. So, yep, I’ve been through my stepgrandkids’ careers in high school football and soccer and baseball and then onto college football. I don’t mind the time or the games, etc. All I gotta say, though, is — with these multi-million dollar high school stadiums they keep building, you’d think they could do something about those damned bleachers! If I never see another bleacher in my life, it will be too soon! But, Yea! Go Team! WooHoo! Mona

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    • You sure aren’t kidding about the crazy-expensive football stadiums they build out here. For high schoolers. These stadiums rival any NFL stadium, any day. It’s mind boggling.

      And yeah, since they seem to spare no expense, how is it that these bleachers have yet to be replaced by Lazy Boy-type recliners? 😝

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  3. But…. High School football is the bomb in the small Texas town I grew up in. And I was a member of the million member band. Half time shows are indeed a huge production in the south. Makes me almost want to go suffer the bleachers, and the weather, to enjoy another varsity game. Almost. Not quite. But… Almost…. 😜

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