DUCKS! Do or die...

Well, after living in Springfield for almost 10 years I finally went to a Ducks football game at Autzen Stadium. (Now, mind you, I do not particularly like football in and of itself. I watch Duck games on T.V. from the warmth of my own or a few selected friends' home whenever my husband wishes because I love him and he loves to watch the Ducks!)
Big Daddy and I were given tickets for the game against Arizona today. I was excited as this was to be my first experience at an actual game. We had great seats...section 11, row 47, seats 13 and 14...right on the 50 yard line. I had worn a sweater, vest, scarf (green of course!), brought a hat and a blanket (also of the Ducks' green and gold affiliation) to insure my warmth on this chilly day. Settled into my seat, my ears suddenly cringed with the blast of the shrill, screechy yelling of the woman sitting next to me. "WOW! " I thought to myself, "these fans are something else!" She continued with her...um...encouragements through the second quarter. I paid some attention to the game, but most of it to how annoyed the two people in front of us were getting with this woman who could amazingly hit two very dissonant notes in the same yell (which, incidently, causes the human spine to arch away from the sound in a very obvious attempt to get as far away from it as possible).
Half time was only mildly entertaining as the marching band formed the superman symbol to accompany the theme they played. A reprieve from the screeching (thank you, God!). We bought outrageously priced cocoa in a thermal mug to fend off the chill in the air. Seated again, we were glad to see there was more room in our section as most everyone else had not returned to their seats. Thoroughly cold now, I paid more attention to the game than before asking lots of questions like "what happened?" and "why did they do that?" like any other un-football-educated wife would. Big Daddy was very patient with me and explained everything so I could keep up with the plays. Unfortunately, the Ducks never recovered and lost a whopping 37 to 10.
All in all, it was a fun experience that I would repeat...in warmer weather. Now I can say, "Sure I've been to a Ducks game!" if the subject ever comes up. I think if you are a people watcher this would be the perfect venue for that. You get to see a whole other side of people. Some sides you wouldn't necessarily want to see, but they are there anyway. I prefer the warmth of my own home, the glow of my own personal screen, the taste of my own (much more reasonably priced) cocoa and the comfort of my favorite pajamas for my next winter game. Ahh well, to each his own I guess.