My First UH Game

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Before the Game

I was very excited to finally go to a UH game! I have never been to one so I was wondering how was it like and questions came up to my mind like: What should I wear? What time should I go? What time is it going to end? What time is it going to start? I cleared my mind and got to school around 12, so my friends and I could get a free shirt. And we did! As I went inside the stadium, I was shock about all the students who was inside and almost everyone was wearing red. I mean I have never seen so much red at once, I truly could not believe that all of us go to the same school. For the first time, I felt like I was part of something. I was at the game supporting my school and I could not believe what have I missed these passed years. At least now I could say that I know what a UH game looks like.

During The Game

The game started and I did not know what to do. I felt lost and I did not want to be there. Everyone had school spirit, cheering, singing the school song, and I was just completely lost trying to follow everyone else, so I would not look stupid just sitting there. I thought to myself that I am not involved in anything, not even going to the games. Schoolwork has kept me really busy, that I even question how do other students have time to go to the games, be football players, cheerleaders, or just have free time to relax? I wonder how they manage their time? If I only had time to go to the games maybe I would have more school spirit and to be honest I only went to the game for the community investigation. To make it worse, I did not even know what was going on in the game. I did not understand anything the players were doing. I do not understand nothing about football. I felt completely out of place. I wanted to leave, but I had to wait for my friends.

After The Game

As I left the game, I felt really sad, mad, tired, and all kinds of negative emotions. I thought I was going to enjoy the game, it was not even worth all the time I took to go. Right now, I feel frustrated because that time I could used it to do homework, and thanks to that game I'm behind. On the other hand, at least now I know what a UH game looks like and I think I will not go again. I mean what's the whole point of going, if in the first place I do not understand football; I do not even like football. In the second place, I do not think I will have time to go to another game. One thing I did learned is to always expect the unexpected. I was excited at first, but then that excitement turn to frustration.