its friday night. the start of homecoming. the cheerleaders and drill team are dancing down on the side of the field, the footballers are warming up. we are finally going to get to see them match some skills with that outfit of theirs, after seeing them walking around in it all day.
the crowd is full of parents, highschoolers, teachers, hotdogs, nacho cheese, burgers, and gossip.
the game starts, and only thirty percent of the crowd actually pays attention and knows what's going on. most do not even understand the game. i try to follow. the scoreboard helps, and there is someone trying to explain what's happening to me, but really, i just see big-shoulder-people falling on top of each other. anyway here's a brief explanation of american football. you want to get the ball ten yards before you get tackled. you get four chances to do this. this is your shortterm goal. your long term goal is to do a touch down. that means you reach the end and gain six points. one more point if you kick it through a pitchfork looking goal.
so at first, my school was in the lead, well, hey, we're the host here. but then things start to go downhill. we lost our lead.
the marching band comes wearing a full on white soldier uniform during the half break.
after that, some people start to leave, some do not know and do not care what's going on, others start yelling boo to the other team because they're better and because, well, we suck. miserably. we lost 14 to 36.
anyway, thats my first american football game. its a great place to be for social gatherings and to see people pin each other down or watch girls with pompoms cheering for the losing team.
more later, bahu bahu
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