On a gorgeous fall afternoon at the end of Thanksgiving weekend, enjoying everything except the one thing I paid money to see. The sun was shining brightly, there was some wind, and the temperature was about 65 degrees. I was surrounded by food, family, friends, and celebration. Yes, lot’s of celebration. By Washington fans. Twice.
I sat there as they celebrated TWICE.
They celebrated their victory as they went up by two scores with four minutes remaining, as they cheered and mocked our fans leaving the stadium in droves, phones out, cat calling for some kind of reaction.