Not gonna lie. It was pretty steriotypical. But fun. I told my dad I was going for the first - no, second reason that all teenage girls go to high school games - to talk with friends.
"What's the first reason?"
"To look at the players."
What can I say? We all know it's true.
By some random stroke of amazingness, my dear friend Madi came with some friends, so we could hang out. I got there late because we had to pick up my brothers from football practice. Originaly she was on my team's side, but by the time I got there she had moved to the other side for lack of room.
me: (in a text to Madi) you sure you didn't just move to the other side because it's an all guys school?
She said she moved because our over-enthusiastic pep-leader peoples congregated right in front of them.
"And you objected to an entire group of shirtless guys with painted letters?"
Uh-huh. This is why we all love Madi.
Overall it was fun, and I'll probably go to the next home game too. I saw some friends, pretended I knew what was going on, and oh yeah - we lost. Oh well...
What did you do this weekend? I'd love to hear.