What
I miss the most about Football is cheering for it. I miss staying up in the
early hours, my hands sweating with anticipation, that tingly feeling in the
stomach, the alertness in my brain readying myself for anything and everything
that could happen in 90+ minutes. I miss cheering, crying, laughing, hating—all
the addictions of a football fan. I tell you, being a football fan is more than
the cumulative effect of the upper and downer drugs in the world. The feeling
of community from football fans from around the globe is beautiful. It is on
times like these when I believe in the power of humanity. You see, even if we
are so far apart, we have a common love; Football is a beautiful game.
