Winning is fun. Hell, it's AWESOME! But with it comes a new set of problems.
- Before this year, I had trouble getting my wife or kids to go to a game with me. But now, my kids are fighting over who gets to go. I have to be Solomonesque.
- Before, I could drive up an hour or so before the game and find a spot on the street a few blocks from the school. Now I have to get up there at least a couple of hours early and pay to park.
- It used to take a couple of minutes to get in through the gate. Now I have to head to the gate a minimum of 30 minutes before kickoff.
- I used to be able to stretch out in my seat with my drink sitting next to me and my feet on the empty seat in front. Now I have to sit there all cramped with my feet under me, my knees together and my hands in my lap. I'm forced to touch people.
- I never used to get stressed at games while enjoying the view and watching the guys lose. Now I'm stressed all week and twice as much on game day.
- I used to be able to leave early or even at the end, hop in the car and be homeward bound in no time. Now I stay after the game and by the time I get to the car, I have to fight a huge traffic jam getting out of town.
- Now, when I wear my Buff gear, I find myself having to actually interact with total strangers.