This year I became a season ticket holder for the Commanders which was something I hadn’t planned but I did. I knew at the time the Commanders were not doing good in fact they had gone through so many different phases that everyone was doubting their ability to win any games. I sort of didn’t know what I was signing up for but I did anyway with the hopes of them getting better. I didn’t go to any of the Pre Season Games but I did attend the first game of the Season and although I had heard stories about the hill I really didn’t believe them but that was to change.
Game day arrived and I was excited I didn’t have any Commanders gear but that would soon change. I decided that day to take the train which wasn’t a bad ride although crowded but that was the easiest part but the challenging part was to come. I get off the train excited about attending the game amongst other Commanders fans. I knew I could walk that hill until I started & at first it seemed easy until it wasn’t I had to take my first break and as I sat down on someone stoop I looked at how far I had come and then I looked at how far I had to go. As I sat I started to reevaluate my life and the decisions that I had made as I continued to sit I began telling myself I can do this but on the outside I was saying I can’t. I knew I couldn’t turn back because that would mean the ticket would go unused and I couldn’t let that happen so I gathered myself and began the walk which had me in tears and in pain but I made it up the hill. Then once at the top I realized I still had to make it to the entrance of Northwestern Stadium so I made my way to the closest tree and leaned up against it to rest and gather my strength. I knew if I sat down at the trunk of the tree I wouldn’t get back up so I leaned in pain but more determined to make it to the gate.
I pulled myself together and wiped away my tears and I did it I made it to the gate and once inside I celebrated until I realized I had to walk some more distance to my seat but once I got to my section I looked up as I sat at the bottom of the stairs because I was exhausted. I watched other fans walk past me I knew I couldn’t sit for long so I slowly crawled, yes I did, to my section and seat because I was tired and sore but I made it. I only got up once and that was to go to the restroom which that was another standing in a long line I will never understand why the women restroom has a long line.
I enjoyed the game and my travel home was a challenge but I made it home and decided from that day that I would uber myself to and from the games.
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