If a person experiences the atmosphere of a United States Men's National soccer game, it is a time one will never forget. The energy outside and inside the stadium is fantastic. Fans are chanting, laughing, and just having a great time. To fully take in the excitement and joy of the game one must see it all, from driving into the parking, entering the stadium, and leaving the game celebrating. The night of the USA vs. Mexico game at Crew Stadium in Columbus, was an unforgettable night.
Pure fear can be experienced in a vast amount of ways, especially in a high stakes, hyped up college football game. Florida was supposed to play LSU in early October when Hurricane Matthew hit, postponing the game. The entire LSU staff and players were talking trash and saying that Florida was too scared to play them. Eventually, this resulted in Florida to have to play in LSU in the second to last game of the season. Even more so, if Florida won this game they would be the SEC champs.
On the morning of Super Bowl 49, I was playing on my Xbox One with Ben Jernejcic when he suddenly asked me whether I wanted to go to his house to watch the Super Bowl. It was an opportunity I could not pass up, so our parents arranged at time me to go to his house. Hours later I arrived at his house, waiting for the fun to begin. We started out going to the gaming room, where we played Madden and mocked the Super Bowl as we played as the Seattle Seahawks against the New England Patriots. After playing about 3 games, we started playing FIFA, NBA and many other games.
The home football team was expected to win on Friday night, through the whole first half they were up 41-0. The coaches warned the players to keep their mind focused on the game until the very end. Ignoring their coaches advice, during halftime they laughed and joked around in the locker room assuming they had already won the game. However, during the second half of the game the visiting team that was down by 41 points came back and tied up the game leaving fans of both teams biting their finger nails in suspense as the two tams battled it out.
In all ways I am a Pittsburgh sports fan. I am a die had Pittsburgh sports fan, whether it be Steelers, pirates, penguins, or Pitt panthers I ride or die with them. They affect my day if they win or lose, I grew up watching all of them as a kid and I am emotionally attached. Being a Pittsburgh sports fan definitely has its ups and downs. Like last year the wild card game for the pirates which I went to, we got shut down by the Cub’s pitcher and didn’t post one run the whole game.
The game had started about 20 minutes ago with the Squeakers winning. One side of the field was covered with fans dressed in blue while the other was covered in green. A loud whistle indicated that the Barkleys had just scored a touchdown. The whole side of the field with fans dressed in red cheered with victory.
In the locker room I could barely hear myself think, with every possible yell and roar as if warriors were getting to head out to the battlefield as if they were about to go out to war. Only moments before was I putting on my gear from the color coded pants to the reinforced helmet to be ready to take on any heavy collision. As we wait for the coaches signal, the warriors wait in the dark hallway ready to be let loose against any dare to oppose and try to stand in our way. As we stood in silent aggression the signal is heard and one after the other as the door is opened every warrior touched the doorway as luck going into battle with not only skill but lady luck on our side. With minutes after stretches and cool down we head over to our side, the only place where the other team could be safe from us and got ready to go to war.
It was the fourth quarter in Pittsburgh; the Steelers were trailing 24 to 27 against the New England Patriots with 32 seconds left in the game. At last, the Steelers had the ball at New England’s eight-yard line and would decide the number one seed in the AFC. Quickly, Ben Roethlisberger dropped back, looked over the middle and found Jesse James on a hitch route. At first glance, James “appeared to catch” the ball, bring it into his body, then turn and stretch for the goal line. Without hesitation, the referees went to the replay system to take a look at the play.
Everyone has had that one life lesson or moral that they have learned one time or another. It might be “don’t judge a book by it’s cover,” or “when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. ” Mine happened to be “winning isn’t everything.” I learned my important life lesson on May 6, 2017. I remember the bright lights and the roaring crowd as my team and I walked on stage for what would be my last cheerleading competition.
One grueling afternoon in Gulf Shores, Alabama my baseball team found ourselves down 5-0 in the 3rd inning of the championship game. This game was like the world series for us, we had a chance to be champions of the country. The field had burnt orange clay and a vaguely green grass, the sun was setting making the clouds look like bright pink cotton candy. The best part was you could smell the salt water and hear the seagulls fly above. The team we were playing was called California Elite, they were remarkably intimidating.