"Just playing some football, but we don't have to."
But when I got there, I realized that my friend was the one who organized the pickup game (it was tackle), and so of course I said "yes, we have to go!"
What I thought would be a 1 or 2 hour game, turned out to be 3 straight hours of football.
Now, don't get me wrong, I love my friends and I love running around (mainly soccer and track), but 3 hours of football?!
Afterwards, I found out that everyone there wanted to watch the TAMU game against Nebraska. Hence, another 4 hours of football!!
Wooooooooo!!!
I had never been exposed to so much football in one day.
Two things I realized from all this:
Patience. After a while, it didn't feel so awful to be running around (however stupid and inexperienced I looked). I realized that I was willing to do whatever- as long as good friends were involved.
Passion. Mine is music. Others might be football. And while I have a totally biased view and am surprised when people aren't as responsive to music as I am (my parents for example...), I often don't realize that other people may have an equal passion for something in their own lives. Though, admittedly, I find certain things easier to sympathize passion for than others.
If a friend visited me on a huge concert weekend, their post might have been "Music, Music and MORE MUSIC!!!"
Either way, this weekend was a good mix of everything- and as odd as it was watching [as the minority] a bunch of A&Mers cheering for their team,the game was actually kind of exciting. Especially at the end- when the crowd rushed the field and chanted their little traditions together in a giant circle.
Every school I've visited has a really close-knit IV, Epic or other group like that... A&M, UT, Rice. They do everything together- study, eat, live. Sometimes I wonder what happened to that at my school.
One can always ponder...
That note aside (oh the irony),
Happy Thanksgiving!!
-KKZ
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