I went to my first Giants game in over 30 years yesterday, my cousin and I had a ball. It was an unforgettable day from start to finish, and not just on the football field. Let me explain.
I use mass transit to get around, without getting into the whole disability description and depth perception issues, let’s just say mass transit, ubers, they are just easier. But….I hadn’t taken a train in a while, so I wanted to be ready. I printed our my ticket, and kept they confirmation, I was ready.
My father in law graciously offered to drop me off at the station, and soon I was on the train. Smiling as I entered business class, hello leg room!!! I sat down, felt for my cell charger and plugged it in. Hand on my pocket, I felt ny wallet and keys, and reached in my pocket for my phone because I had been offered a spot on a weekly football roundup, and I wanted to be ready. I was going to immerse myself in stats so I was prepared….
Hand in my pocket, wallet, keys, ph-, uh-oh. I tried not to panic. I checked my seat, nope, the floor, nope. I left it upstairs in the station…damnit. I race off the train, hurriedly asked one of the conductors ‘if I had time to’, running up the escalator I heard ‘you got 10 minutes!!!’
I raced up stairs, ‘Sir, did you see a phone?’ ‘No’ ‘Did anyone pick up a phone?’ ‘No’. Great!!!! It was at this time, I had a decision to make: Cab home, grab my phone, but miss my train and screw myself out of watching a game, and annoy my cousin…or, get on the train and just go, whatever happens, happens. I chose Option B.
I raced back down to business class, and go on the train, checking again for my phone. Still no. Then, rather than weeping or just going red with self-loathing, I saw a couple sitting in their seats ‘Excuse me…’ they confirmed they hadn’t seen my phone, called it, we didn’t hear it. The gentleman, Mark, said ‘Give me the number, I’ll let… ‘Erica, gosh I’m an idiot….’ Mark chuckled ‘Erica, Justin forgot his phone or lost it…..’ (Send). ‘Yeah just tell her husband’s an asshole whom’ ‘I’ll just tell her, you forgot…..ah ok! You left it home!!!’ (Thinking internally, FUCK!!!)
I sat down and punched the nice leather, a seat I was so looking forward to, the leg room, the seat was now a punching bag. ‘Hey Justin, did you have a meeting spot at the Stadium? (Thinking again, nope….Goddamnit!!!!)
I sat slumped in my chair, what was I going to do? I was meeting Andy, and no way to contact him….My mind raced, but I was calm’ ‘ok get to Penn, get a phone text Erica and Andy, I actually had a calm, rationale plan.
The train ride continued ‘hey Justin, if you can’t get a phone meet your cousin at Gate SAP 1’. ‘Thank you Mark’ (we exchanged a hand shake, and I was amazed at his generosity, truly.)
I got to Penn Station and couldn’t get a phone and hopped right on a train to Met Life Stadium. I got to the stadium, and went to the gate. The staff was gracious enough to let me wait in the gate but not inside the Stadium. I called Andy with a security guard’s phone, again there are some really good folks in this messed up world, and we were on our way inside!!!! A tough morning, waa going to lead to a great afternoon. I wasn’t thinking about the noise and my jump reflex, I wasn’t thinking, I was relaxed and enjoying everything.
The game itself started sorta slowly for the G-Men. The score was 5-3 Giants at half time. Then, it happened. Daniel Jones company, finally made some plays collectively. The offense hit on some third downs, including a reverse option pass TO Daniel Jones, they were cookin. Then they got to the goal line and fear crept in, they failed on 4 downs earlier in the game and I saw Carolina winning 6-5 at the buzzer.
Luckily, they scored, making the score 11-3. And, logical thought, ‘go for 2, make it a 10 point game, that way, they can’t beat us 13-12!’ Graham Gano trotted out, 12-3 Giants. We felt uneasy.
Luckily, the Giants held. And, shush, I know it was Sam Darnold without Christian McCaffery, but, 12-3 became 25-3 and a Giants win! It was good to be a Giants fan for the first time in a month!
My cousin and I fist bumped, thanked each other, he went right, I went straight and around to the waiting train. It was on to Seacuses and back to New York.
I ended up missing the chance at an earlier train but a few minutes, so I headed back to Penn Station to find a restaurant and grab food. I found a restaurant and sat down, putting my head back against the booth and exhaling, ‘what a great day!’