sigh. we just got back from kansas city and i figured i’d tell this tale from the bottom up. for a few months now we’d been looking forward to watching our beloved patriots take on the chiefs at arrowhead stadium on monday night football. it was supposed to be a great game to cap off a great long weekend. i’ve learned that football games are much funner to attend when your team is winning.
it started out so so so great. a couple of drinks at the hotel and then moe (our driver) came to pick us up in his lincoln towncar to escort us to the game. he was awesome. we pulled up basically to the front door of the stadium, in the heart of chiefs tailgaters. serious fun. we felt like high rollers. we took some pictures, met some friends and then headed into arrowhead to find our seats.
we had some major awesome seats. we got to see the players warm up and i swear i coulda reached out and gave tom brady a high five or a hug or make out with him or something, we were so close. national anthem, teams run out on the field, the fans broke the sound barrier, and it was all down hill from there.
you guys it was so ugly. the jagweed sitting next to me kept tomahawking in my face. i did, in my most ladylike manner, stand up and yell at him to politely QUIT IT. then i sat down and cried. yes, i am one of those fans. we left the game early and walked to the appointed meeting place to wait for our driver. matt got me a bottle of water and some sour gummy worms and i proceeded to sad eat half the bag while sitting in the middle of the parking lot.
but, i still love my team. and really it was a great experience. a super charged atmosphere and being part of a guinness world record to boot. it’s just that i kinda hate the chiefs now.