Last Thursday night was very fun. My big brother was turning 29 so we wanted to do something awesome so my dad and I along with one of my brother’s friends went to the Panthers Vs. Giants game.
We started the evening off right by getting wings and a few pitchers of beer at the local downtown Hooters. They really do have the best wings ever. I was eating and looking around and found that there was so many Giants fans around. I remember thinking “Does anyone pull for their hometown team or am I just the only one?” I thought that was the end of it but I was wrong.
After dinner we took a cab to the stadium where it took forever to get in. By the time we got to our seats we had missed the entire first quarter. When talking to my wife I was informed as the Giants already made at least two touchdowns. Not a great start. I looked around and noticed again that we were surrounded my Giants fans. What in the world was going on?
The Panthers got there butts kicked and we ended up leaving after the third quarter. My poor brother has never been t a Panther game where they actually won and tonight was not going to be an exception. Other than a fight breaking out in the stands in front if us and a drunk guy trying to hook up with a girl younger than him by twenty years beside us, it was a fun night and would do it again in a heartbeat. Final score was 37 to 7. Giants win.
Tomorrow we are off to Atlanta to see the Braves play against the Mets. Maybe our luck will be different since this is baseball. We shall see! Wish the Braves luck!