In my never ending quest to be an awesome wife, I bought Jeff tickets to his first NFL game for a birthday/anniversary gift. Even better, the tickets were to see his favorite team, the NY Giants. The only problem was that we were going to the game in Philly, Eagles’ territory.
Philly sports fans are a different breed. Let’s just say that they are passionate and slightly crazy. Everyone warned us prior to the game not to let on that we were Giants fans if we wanted to survive.
We didn’t wear any Giants gear, but I was approached by a man while walking through the parking lot. He had taken offense to my Canadian hoodie that I was wearing and screamed Boo Canada in my face. Everyone quickly joined in and then started chanting, USA! USA! We just kept walking, but it was intense!
(FYI Americans, that’s why you are not well liked in our countries…)
Here we are, undercover Giant fans:
It wasn’t the most exciting game but the Giants won, the day was sunny and we got to experience tailgating and time together. A win all around.