Quote:I was watching the game this past weekend with some friends at a sports bar, when my girlfriend made the comment regarding a man in the stands of "he looks like an angry, old man."

 

I saw who she was talking about, and I agreed with her. Thing was, the game hadn't even started yet. This was when the teams were lining up for the kickoff and this guy has a scowl on his face that would curdle cottage cheese, and he's screaming for all his worth. Due to my advanced lip-reading skills, I'm pretty sure he was instructing Josh Scobee to do something that isn't really anatomically possible.

 

This got me to start paying attention to how everyone else was acting in the bar. Even the good plays looked like they were greeted with anger as the fans seemed more intent to showing up the opposition and their fans than they were in celebrating their teams' performance. "Dude, why so angry?! You just scored a touchdown!"

 

Then I thought back to Saturday when I was at a game for the Youth League that I coach. A player on one of the teams was talking about how well he was playing, and that he "would be doing a lot better if he wasn't being helded." We joked with the player a little bit about his grammar, but it was apparent that he took this game very very seriously. It was almost like he wasn't even enjoying himself.

 

I think I'm a little worried about when people react like that. I mean, I'm disappointed in the season that Jacksonville is having as much as anyone, but I'm not about to go around screaming at people about it. I'm going to make sure that I enjoy the good things that I experience because that's something that I can control. Not whether they happen, but how I react to them when they do happen. Besides, I refuse to let something like a game bring down my whole weekend.

 

There I was in a bar with a full pitcher of beer and a plate of food, football was on the television, and my girlfriend was there to keep me company. Why would I want to ruin that? Why would I allow anything to ruin that? Why not enjoy what's in front of me?

 

Also, if anyone wants to come to Richmond to buy me more beer, you can feel free to do so.