Ford Field, Home of the Lions
In our travels, Joel and I have been to quite a few doubleheaders. Depending on the time of year and size of the city you’re in, it can actually be pretty simple to find a way to double up on sporting events (if you’re trying to spend all your time watching sports like us). A tripleheader, on the other hand, is downright hard. You need the right time of year, perfect timing, and stadiums in fairly close proximity to each other. Fortunately, we lucked upon just that in our second to last day of the Midwest Sports trip. Little Caesars was hosting its first ever college basketball games with a doubleheader featuring both Michigan and Michigan State up against some smaller local teams, and the NFL was having a random set of Saturday games, with Detroit playing in the late afternoon. The stadiums were within walking distance of each other and the college basketball slate started early, so we embarked on our full day of sports with gusto!
A few weeks ago at a friend’s wedding, I was asked by an engaged couple what wedding planning advice I had. Frankly, I was stumped (although I was able to stumble through a few generic answers). I think it was partially because for my wedding I basically handed the reins over to my mom to pick out everything besides the dude, but it’s mostly because I’ve never really been to a wedding and been all that critical. You have a pretty consistent template, and all the details in between have never been catered to me, so why does it matter what I think? As long as the bride and groom are happy, I’d consider it a successful wedding (if you are catering to me, though, free champagne).
With all that being said, when I found out there was a couple getting married on the field before the Broncos-Colts Thursday Night Football game we were going to, I had to raise my eyebrows a touch. Seriously, I’m not judging them on the location, because I would have considered it had I had the means and connections, but couldn’t they have picked a better game? Yikes. Jokes on me, though, since the Colts gave them tickets to the Super Bowl as a wedding gift. It would have been a for sure yes from me, regardless of the game, if I’d known there were Super Bowl tickets involved.
Now that I think of it, maybe that should have been my advice to the engaged couple. Get married at an NFL stadium right before a game. You might get Super Bowl tickets.
Heinz Field, Home of the Steelers
Joel and I both have a hard time saying no. For him, it's the people lover in him- he wants to make the people around him happy. For me, it's the kinetic driver in me- I feel worthless unless something is getting accomplished, and I'm always convinced I can do more. But we both recognize it and have tried to get better about saying no to things, especially when it comes to Sundays. As with many things, Joel is better at this than me, but we make a concerted effort to spend Sundays together with the pups, especially during football season. We'll wake up, take the dogs on a run, clean the house/make breakfast, maybe make a Costco run, and then pick a spot in the house to watch football from the morning game all the way to Sunday Night Football, interrupted only by the occasional nap or to check on the crockpot dinner we have cooking. The early slate of games is great- we have RedZone, so we follow along all the excitement while cheering or yelling depending on how our fantasy teams are doing. Afternoon slows down a bit, but is still entertaining, especially because this is the time when the Raiders often play. But I think I love the night game the most. The focus narrows to two teams playing in one stadium that I'm probably chomping at the bit to get to (or get back to). With the Steelers being consistently good, we've had plenty of opportunities to go to bed Sunday night dreaming of the day we got to twirl the Terrible Towel with the Pittsburgh faithful. Lucky for us, we were finally there! Add in the fact that it was the Sunday Night game and an opportunity for the Steelers to clinch the division, and we knew we were in for a not-terrible time.
Just a couple of sports fans touring the world, one stadium at a time.