Happy Father’s Day one and all from Revenge of the Birds.
I was fortunate enough, maybe unfortunate, to have season tickets as a kid with my dad from 1995 to 1998 for the Arizona Cardinals.
Every Sunday dad and I would head down to Sun Devil Stadium for a game, we’d grab a quick bite to eat on our way in and then battle the heat in the south end zone.
It was crazy every week. Despite the terrible product on the field, the south end zone was like a family.
I remember vividly a game against the Washington Redskins in December of 1997 where dad and the fans around me protected me, then an 11 year old, from a fight that broke out between Skins fans and Cards fans.