Cowboying Up

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If you had told me on Saturday that going to the NFL Playoff Cowboys vs Packers game would be one of the best days of my life, I would have laughed in your face. Do you even know me? Until that moment I hadn’t been to a football game since I was a cheerleader (take in that mental imagine) in high school and I can remember my lack of enthusiasm at having to participate in them then. You see I was in it for the gymnastic/flow competition aspect of it. However, I also remember feeling the tingle of electricity that would flow through my fellow cheerleaders and the players and ignite from the crowd. So I didn’t completely hate them, but none of this could have prepared me for what I was about to experience!

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I woke up that morning, hurting from the shenanigans of the night before, and rushed off to a sporting store to pick up some swag. My wonderful hosts, Freddy of the exquisite Gala Catering, his two sons, and G, were not just Cowboy fans. Oh no – they were far beyond that and they had been kind enough to invite me to experience this so there was no way I wasn’t going to at least look the part! I then scrambled, over hoots and hollers of excitement, to put my face together, alter my jersey to suit me a little better, and get the hell out of the hotel! I thought they were going to drag me kicking and screaming if I didn’t get my lashes on quick enough! We hopped in the limo and at that very moment I knew that I was in for one hell of a ride.

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From the moment we neared the stadium I could feel the energy in the air. The boys screamed out the windows at the Packers fans and cheered on the fellow Cowboys mates all while we downed drink after drink. As soon as we entered I was blown away by everything from the architecture to the people. I had never seen anything like this! Next thing I knew, they led me down onto the sidelines and I thought I was going to lose my breath! I was feet away from the players warming up on the field and I honestly felt like the luckiest girl on earth! I was alive with the energy from the crowd coursing through my body like white-hot electricity! I even found two gorgeous women with wild hair just like me and couldn’t help but get a picture in.

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Once we were ushered from the field I was rushed back up to the bar to freshen up our seemingly always empty glasses, just in time to be brought to see the stunning Cowboys cheerleaders welcome in their players like champions preparing for some epic battle! I couldn’t help but be caught up in all of it! More drinks and then we sought out our seats, which were probably what most American men dream about every season. The moment the game was in play I knew I had lost the battle against liking sports and was a fan. If you could harness the energy that comes off the crowd, their drunken screams, laughter and excitement, I have no doubt that you could power the entire world for years. How could I not love it?

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It turns out that sobriety or anything slow paced isn’t something that exists within these walls but luckily for me delicious, brisket-covered nacho fries are, so I was able to take a breath during half time, take my surroundings in and put something other than vodka into my system. As quickly as my break started it was over and we were back at our seats watching the Cowboys pull it together for what seemed like would be a last minute comeback. I’m not especially educated on the game nor was I exactly sober at this point, so I am sure I didn’t completely grasp what was going on but it didn’t matter. My favorite part of the entire day was watching my friends act like lunatics and absolutely lose their shit. It was perfect!

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A very special thanks to G for not only giving me this incredible experience but for making me feel like a total rockstar during it!

But nothing can be too perfect and in the end we lost the game despite their valiant effort. I would also suffer from a severe concussion occurring from a WWF style flying elbow drop by my 250lb friend straight to the top of my head. It took every once of will power I had to make it through the last minutes of the game and up the stadium stairs without blacking out and rolling my happy ass onto the field. We came out to the sky opening up and angrily pouring down rain, which made the gorgeous marble-like floors slicker than an oil spill. That, combined with my concussion and gorgeous high-heeled Michael Kors boots, sent me sprawling, legs in every direction (especially the air) face first on the ground. It’s a good thing I’m cute! I had to be piggy-backed through the rain back to our limo in between the occasional cheese-head aggravated quarrel. The migraine following said concussion would follow me for the next two days, but it was worth every feeling-like-death moment! I can’t wait for next year!

Mercy

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