I had to run a 9 mile round trip errand yesterday through downtown on game day, as I live minutes from the (American) football coloseum. Car was out of the question as they close off the bridges for some bizarre reason. Jumped on the Redline fixie and rode down to the ped bridge, thinking its only halftime, Ill have it to myself. Right. Just packed with people whod given up on a 21-0 score, and me barrelling through having to shout to part the sea walking on the bike lane.
Did my errand and rode back, about 1/3 of the coloseum had drained out and it was early in the third quarter. Everybody was grumbling about the Titans losing yet again...
Of course the last half was spectacular from what I hear, one of the most amazing comebacks in NFL history. Our Titans won 24-21 in a mad push to score.
All these people pissed away major money just to miss that.
It invokes a wee bit of schadenfreude.