If you came to my blog thinking it would be about Miley Cyrus…then there’s a good chance that you’re probably going to be very upset with me because my blog has nothing to do with Miley…
It’s actually about Football.
Yup…that’s right…today’s post is dedicated to Saturday’s football game against Baker University.
Just imagine sitting outside in the stands on a sunny day.
The air is cool, and the wind has entangled itself around you.
The shouting crowd tingles your ear-buds and sends a rush of adrenaline straight to your heart. Everyone around you has their feet off the ground; they jump in unison, and create a loud bang as the bottom of their soles come crashing down into the steel bleachers underneath them.
You are pumped now.
The blood is racing through your veins, and you’re shouting from the top of your lungs.
“Go team, go!” you yell…
“You can do it!” you shout again.
You believe in your team and you know they have the potential to win.
But then the silence comes…
And the clouds cover the bright sky.
The blood in your veins have slowed, and you’re beginning to feel cold now.
You are dumbfounded, and you can not believe your eyes.
Your team has just lost to their BIGGEST rivals.
First off, I’d like to say that our t-shirts cursed us! I mean, come on! It was the curse of the shirts! After a thirteen year streak of winning against Baker, I believe this was one of the first years we’ve decided to create a shirt.
We walked into the stadium confident…but it just wasn’t happening for us, and i’d like to blame it on the shirt!
However, although we were losing, we found a way to keep our spirits high during half time.
I won’t say much as to what happened; I’ll let your imagination do all the talking…but just know…homecoming was a week away for us…and no, these are not the actual candidates.
The lost was hard–they did come in like a wrecking ball–and on days like this I have to remind myself that it’s just a game.
The world Isn’t going to end.
MNU Isn’t going to go out of business
and our football team will have good games, and they’ll have bad games.
It’s the people who make the team, and it’s the school who shapes those people. A game doesn’t define us as a whole. We are who we are and I love my school.
So, with that said, how do you cheer up a sad pioneer?
You take them to Oklahoma Joe’s!
Until next time folks,