Bleeding Green

This post is inspired by:

“Fans never fall asleep at games, because they’re afraid they might get hit by a pass”.

I can assure you that no fan was falling asleep at tonight’s game. I would know. I was there. If you are looking for a play-by-play post, this is where you are not going to get that. If that’s what you’re looking for, pull up ESPN.com and read there. This is about the other very important part of any sporting event, the fans. 

Tonight’s game was the first game of the season for me, and it was a huge game. We had a lot of plans for this game, beating the Heat, stopping Lebron, getting a win without KG, so all the fans were amped and ready to go. 

One thing that I love about going to sporting events, especially Boston sports, is the people you meet along the way. Yes you originally go with friends or family, but you end up leaving meeting a bunch of strangers and having a thousand times more fun than expected. This is why bleacher seats are the best. The best. 

Bleacher seats are where strangers are friendly, the music sounds better, people are giving away drinks, high-fives and very interesting comments. There’s nothing else like it. It’s where you already know you have something in common, so the conversation comes easily. 

The whole atmosphere of The Garden can change in a matter of seconds, everyone in the place feels your pain, excitement, whatever you may be feeling, because they feel the same way. There is so much going on, it’s easy to get distracted. With all of the “bullshit” screams towards the refs, or the booing to former Celtic Ray Allen, and of course Lebron James, the laughs come easily, and so does the beer.

It’s all about the atmosphere and the fans. Yes, it’s true that the players influence us very much, achieving their dreams, breaking records, winning games, etc, but the fans do a lot for them, and influence them just as much. They don’t just say that for shits and giggles.

Our reaction matters.

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