Eagles Won!

Well, I went to see the Eagles / Redskins play at FedEx Field yesterday and got a little sun.  I've never been to a professional football game before, so the experience was new.
Shortly after we pulled out cars into the parking area I realized I was in no way a 'tailgate' person.  Taking a half an hour to set up a 'camp site' so you can grill some sausages and burgers and drink a beer or two, or throw back a couple of 'oyster vodka shooters (Joe, my brother-in-law's contribution), seems a bit pointless.  In fact, tearing the set-up down took longer than setting up because you have to deal with garbage.
The walk to the stadium took about 10 minutes.

Joe, my brother-in-law in green, by brother's in the jersey

And, of course, once we were inside I had a picture taken with my brother with the entire stadium behind us.

What's funny is that I weigh 187 and he weighs 203 and I'm a half in taller... so I have no idea why it looks like I'm pregnant.  

The game, itself, was actually fun!  That's right, I had a good time.  I was surprised by the number of obvious gay men there.  They balanced out those loud mouthed Trump supporters who showed up with chubby wives - matching tattoos?  give me a break!  Or the pimp with his 'blue ho' (blue hair, blue lips, blue nails, and blue, velvet outfit).

There were 3 young men sitting to my right and they were a hoot!  At one point a Neil Diamond song was played, the one where he sings "touching you, touching me, touching you," and those 3 young men sang along and touched, and I almost fell out of my seat laughing.

If you're someone who watches football and TV and wonder what happens during the commercial breaks... well, nothing.  Everything stops.  The players stand there.  Sometimes people run towels out to the players so they can wipe the sweat from their brows.

A commercial break

So, would I go to another football game?  Sure, I had fun.  There were a couple of drunks, and slutty looking women, and rednecks, but there were also guys in their Daisy Dukes and tight T-shirts and bearded men who leaned against each other as they watched the game.  The whole thing was... surprising.

Oh, and the Eagles won!  My Dad was a big Eagles fan and while he was alive he went to 7 or 8 games... and they always lost.  Yesterday they won, so I figure that game was for my Dad.