Sunday, October 16, 2005
High FIVE and One!
Not to discount Molly's post - because it WAS a nail biter - BUT ...
There's just something about watching a game at Mile High. Yes, we were all nervous that the Pats came up behind us in the 3rd and 4th quarters, and we were rooting the D on strong. But being there is just, well, different. We felt the strength of the defense. We knew the offense wasn't going to let us down. We CHEERED because we recognized that our team was playing as hard as they could and that they weren't going to let us down and that they were going to win the game.
One of the greatest things about attending a game at Mile High Stadium in Denver is the camaraderie of the fans. After the game, walking down the ramps toward the exits, fans erupt into cheers for the team. It's infectious. On our trek down the ramps, Scott and I ran into a guy whom we decided to name High-Fiver. You know the type - High-Fiver was waiting along the Broncos walk - looking for anyone available and willing to receive that most cliched of sports responses, the HIGH FIVE. Scott was there for him. So was I. Then, High Fiver asked us to point out the next fan in the crowd who would be willing to give him a High Five. I picked a guy with an orange jersey, and an old-school Blue Broncos emblem (the D emblem) baseball cap. So High Fiver ran up to him and sure enough - Old School slapped him a high five. Like I said before, it's infectious. We later spotted high fiver with a group of tailgaters off of Clay Street. The guy was full of Broncos L-O-V-E. Aren't we all? :-)
So, our beloved Broncos are 5 and 1. They beat the World Champion New England Patriots. Depending on how the Colts do on Monday Night Football, the Broncos will be either #1 or #2 on most NFL Power Rankings by Tuesday morning. Every talking head in sports will say that our defense is a force to be reckoned with.
The season has ripened into a buffet of possibilities and our team is standing in line with plates and forks. Serve it up!
Go Broncos!
There's just something about watching a game at Mile High. Yes, we were all nervous that the Pats came up behind us in the 3rd and 4th quarters, and we were rooting the D on strong. But being there is just, well, different. We felt the strength of the defense. We knew the offense wasn't going to let us down. We CHEERED because we recognized that our team was playing as hard as they could and that they weren't going to let us down and that they were going to win the game.
One of the greatest things about attending a game at Mile High Stadium in Denver is the camaraderie of the fans. After the game, walking down the ramps toward the exits, fans erupt into cheers for the team. It's infectious. On our trek down the ramps, Scott and I ran into a guy whom we decided to name High-Fiver. You know the type - High-Fiver was waiting along the Broncos walk - looking for anyone available and willing to receive that most cliched of sports responses, the HIGH FIVE. Scott was there for him. So was I. Then, High Fiver asked us to point out the next fan in the crowd who would be willing to give him a High Five. I picked a guy with an orange jersey, and an old-school Blue Broncos emblem (the D emblem) baseball cap. So High Fiver ran up to him and sure enough - Old School slapped him a high five. Like I said before, it's infectious. We later spotted high fiver with a group of tailgaters off of Clay Street. The guy was full of Broncos L-O-V-E. Aren't we all? :-)
So, our beloved Broncos are 5 and 1. They beat the World Champion New England Patriots. Depending on how the Colts do on Monday Night Football, the Broncos will be either #1 or #2 on most NFL Power Rankings by Tuesday morning. Every talking head in sports will say that our defense is a force to be reckoned with.
The season has ripened into a buffet of possibilities and our team is standing in line with plates and forks. Serve it up!
Go Broncos!
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I think the difference between our posts yesterday says a lot about how it feels to be there. I was on my couch (and pacing my living room, and taking the transistor around the house) and there was real nervousness in Dave Logan's voice, I couldn't do that Primal Scream "GOOOOOO DEEEEEEEEE!" like I would had I been there, and I just turned into a bundle of nerves too... If you are there, you feel like you are part of it, and you are! You are the 12th man!
We are number one in the AFC West, and damn, that feels good!
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We are number one in the AFC West, and damn, that feels good!
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