Impressed
Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2004 8:38 am
Saturday was my first game at Washington Grizzly and all I can say is, WOW! That place is incredible. Seriously, they basically have about a two touchdown advantage in every home game just by virtue of the fact that they play in one of the most impressive stadiums I've ever seen at this level. That north endzone is LOUD - numbingly loud.
And, though there was certainly a percentage of fans who were drunk and stupid, the people in general were pretty darn classy. My husband and I sat in section 128 East and were some of the first to arrive. As the section filled in and the maroon started to completely envelope us, I thought - oh, ******. At one point I looked over and saw a navy baseball cap - but as I was letting out a sigh of relief I realized that it was Notre Dame... We were alone in a sea of Griz.
Anyway, couple of Griz fans came over and started chatting with us and then a few more. We had good conversation about players and the schools in general - lots of laughs and compliments. When the game started my mouth started running (all positive about the Cats - nothing negative about the Griz) and someone a few rows up turned around and said - you better be careful. Instantly, all the people around us said, you'll be fine. And we were - a lot of REAL Griz fans (the kind who will still be around if they ever have a losing season) made sure of it.
We yelled our hearts out, always positive. We enjoyed the music and the atmosphere and the good will of 95% of the people around us. I gained an appreciation for the Griz team who is much better than I'd given them credit for and definitely for the fans, who even invited us up to their box at half time and treated us to beers and sandwhiches etc.
I'll never trade my Bobcats for that team down the road. But I had my eyes opened. They aren't all bad.
Bobcat born and Bobcat bred, I'll be a Bobcat till the day I'm dead... but I'll be cheering for the Griz this weekend.
And, though there was certainly a percentage of fans who were drunk and stupid, the people in general were pretty darn classy. My husband and I sat in section 128 East and were some of the first to arrive. As the section filled in and the maroon started to completely envelope us, I thought - oh, ******. At one point I looked over and saw a navy baseball cap - but as I was letting out a sigh of relief I realized that it was Notre Dame... We were alone in a sea of Griz.
Anyway, couple of Griz fans came over and started chatting with us and then a few more. We had good conversation about players and the schools in general - lots of laughs and compliments. When the game started my mouth started running (all positive about the Cats - nothing negative about the Griz) and someone a few rows up turned around and said - you better be careful. Instantly, all the people around us said, you'll be fine. And we were - a lot of REAL Griz fans (the kind who will still be around if they ever have a losing season) made sure of it.
We yelled our hearts out, always positive. We enjoyed the music and the atmosphere and the good will of 95% of the people around us. I gained an appreciation for the Griz team who is much better than I'd given them credit for and definitely for the fans, who even invited us up to their box at half time and treated us to beers and sandwhiches etc.
I'll never trade my Bobcats for that team down the road. But I had my eyes opened. They aren't all bad.
Bobcat born and Bobcat bred, I'll be a Bobcat till the day I'm dead... but I'll be cheering for the Griz this weekend.