I Don't Know If I Can Put Into Words...

what a fascinating, emotional, messed up, exciting, great, lovely day this was. Brian is my hero and will be receiving several rounds of chicken tacos for his amazing effort in getting us tickets. I felt like I was in the Lion's Den most of the evening. I am not kidding when I say that getting beaten up was a real possibility. You can ask Brian there were so many drunk and high Colts fans around us that one wrong step and it was going to be curtins for me. One gentleman, whom I didn't say a word to all day, had a lady tap me on the shoulder to get my attention and when I looked at him he had the look of death on his face and he brought his thumb across his throat! That was nice. I enjoyed the passion that Indianapolis fans brought to their stadium but I couldn't help but be a little embarassed for them. It seemed as though their whole lives were wrapped up in whether the Colts won or lost. You should have seen many fans just sit in their seats after the game and just about cry. They were devastated. It was kind of like the coverage on the news you see after a natural disaster hits a community. People wondering where their house went, or why their whole community is gone, or what they were going to do next. But this was just a football game. The Colts even one the Super Bowl last year! Needless to say I was very quiet after the game and was greeted by many who wanted to give me a piece of their mind. I was actually quite scared, I'm not kidding.