Alright, let me tell you about this whole Ame vs UNAM thing from my side. It wasn’t about picking a team, not really. It was more about, well, seeing what all the fuss was about, you know?
Getting into it
So, I’d heard about this rivalry for ages. People get really worked up. Friends would argue, families split down the middle for 90 minutes. I figured, okay, I gotta experience this live at least once. Managed to grab a ticket, wasn’t easy, let me tell you. Felt like I’d won a small lottery.
Went down to the stadium on game day. Man, the energy was something else. Even hours before kickoff, the streets were buzzing. You could feel the tension, the excitement. Found my seat, place was packed, noise was incredible. Honestly, the game itself? It was okay, lots of back and forth, the crowd was wild for every tackle, every near miss. Intense stuff.
The Aftermath – My Real Practice
But here’s the thing, the actual ‘practice’ part for me started after the final whistle. Getting out of there was chaos. Pure, unfiltered chaos. We’re talking about shuffling along shoulder-to-shoulder for what felt like miles just to get near transport. And then the traffic… oh boy.
I was stuck. Not just moving slow, but dead stopped for ages. Sitting there, engine off, just watching people walk faster than the cars moved. It gave me a lot of time to think. Too much time, maybe.
Here’s what hit me:
- Why did I spend all this effort and money?
- Was the ‘live experience’ worth this much hassle?
- Could I have just watched it at home with friends, comfy couch, cheap snacks?
Sitting in that gridlock, I realized I wasn’t really absorbing the ‘passion’ anymore. I was just tired and annoyed. Thinking about what else I could have done with that whole afternoon and evening. It wasn’t some big life-changing moment, nothing dramatic. But it was a definite shift. I started valuing my time, my comfort, a bit more after that.
So, the practice wasn’t about analyzing football strategy or team loyalty. It was the practice of sitting in traffic, reflecting on the hype versus the reality for me. Decided then and there, yeah, maybe the big stadium experience isn’t always the best experience. Sometimes, watching from the outside is just fine. Haven’t been back to a game like that since. Tried it, logged it, moved on. Simple as that.
