It's a game people, seriously

So, last night, I was lucky enough to go to the season opener of the Bengal's game. It was a good time, I was dressed in my Carson Palmer Jersey and the weather was as good as it could be for a game in the early part of September.

It was loud, especially at the end, I had beer spilled on me (a whole one almost), but fear not, it was a Bud Light, so no good beer was harmed. I also had the chance to go to the Pro Shop and look around and think of all of the things that I want Santa to bring me this Christmas. Will not get any of them of course, but I have been extra good this year. **If you know different, just play along, will ya??**

Well, I talked about all of the above and did not 'complain' about any of it. So, I have to be honest, there was one thing that I could not help but notice, one fan in particular. So let me set the stage for you some first.

I have season tickets that I share with family. I get to go to about every other game, and always have a great time. When you have season tickets, there are people that you get to know. I have the guy right in front of me that is hardcore serious. He comes by himself, has his headphones on and listens intently while watching the game. Then there are the four guys right next to him. They are there for the party, plain and simple.

We then have the young girl in front of them, she is there for the attention. She dressed the part, talks the talk, you name it. I mean, last night alone, who seriously wears a skirt to a football game? (And if you are reading this sweetie, you pulled it off quite well, so keep up the good work)

You get to know these people, you may not know their name, but it is like going to a family reuinion. You all know what I mean, you know the faces, and you know it is Aunt Something or Another, Uncle You Know. You talk, you catch up and you are not worried about the details of names and such.

Well, all of this brings me to the purpose of this post. Turns out last night we got a new member to our season pass family. WOW! This guy is intense. I have never seen someone get so into a football game before.

Let me give you a scenario: The Bengals were driving the ball in the 2nd half, were within 10 yards of a touchdown. They were lined up and it looked like they were going to run the ball. And the elf (he kinda looks like one) starts screaming for them to pass it. Well they did not and he goes nuts. When Rudi made the touchdown, I thought, "Well, at least they made it." Well, that did not stop him. He went crazy still. Then when they lined up for the extra point the scenario repeated. So, I felt the need to say something....

I made the comment that they made it, lighten up. Well, he unleashed his magical elf powers on me to shut me up. It was then that my 'family' came to my aid. We all talked to him about lightening up some, since there were some kids around and his choice of words were pretty strong. He did not like what we had to say.... He left. We were happy, we were sad. OK, we were mostly happy.

So, the purpose of my post. It's a game people. I know it can be fun to scream, cheer, yell. But when you are in that stadium, I dont care what seat you have, they can not hear you on that field. So calling Marvin an idiot is not going to impact him. I am positive that Carson Palmer is not on the field lining up a rushing play, hears a fan scream "Pass it" and go, "Duh, why didn't I think of that?"

Have fun, have a beer, and enjoy the game. No point in having a stroke out of frustration....

Tuck out!