Getting to the stadium I hear whistles and yelling from the
players. The home team is giving it to the visiting team. Five minutes into the
game and the score is 21 to 0. The home team again is very well equipped with
the same accessories towels, ankles taped, and white gloves. They look very professional
I might add. All the players on the sideline leave their helmets on which again
is very professional. I noticed one player with pink bands around his calves.
Many players in the NFL wear pink to support breast cancer. It has clearly
influenced the world and now kids everywhere are doing the same in support for
breast cancer. There are a couple of plays where the home team’s defense seems
to be falling asleep. This usually happens when a team is up by a large amount
and they seem to ease off. They allowed the other team to score and I notice
number 22 a little less enthusiastic. It might be because it's the morning. The
previous game they had played in the afternoon. He still managed to break a 40
yard touchdown run. The way the players celebrate is pretty cool reminds me of
my old celebration days. They either jump in the air or bump into each other or
simple just tap each other on the helmets. Its halftime and the opposing team go
off to the end zone and take a knee around the coach. This seems to be
universal because most teams do this, I remember doing it. It's just a great
way to discuss the game and see what needs to be improved. The home team comes
out with a little swagger going along to the music. Must have been a good
halftime talk. Player number five is coming out waving to the fans spinning
around jumping up and down. They are ready for the second half! Number 22 seems
to be telling his family to be quite as he hushes them by putting his finger to
his face-mask as if he was trying to touch his lips. This is a sign I use to
tell people to hush down as well. I wonder if it is that way all around the
world. I think his coach might have told him to stop paying attention to the fans and focus in the game. I remember this was something my old coach in high school would always stress but sometimes I couldn't help it. I threw the peace sign to him by putting up my two fingers which is another sign I use. He threw them back.
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