I have been a long life fan, born and raised into the burgundy and gold family. My dad instilled it into me as a young lad growing up. There were some chances I had earlier in life attending a game, but through life situations they never manifested.
Sean Taylor was my favorite player, and I was so exciting watching him play every Sunday. I never had the chance to see him play live. The best chance I had was when I was living in Seattle, and in 2007 he passed away earlier that year, which brought a grown man to tears in bed once finding out the news. My favorite player just gone, that fast. I started watching many highlight videos, still shedding tears throughout my time in Seattle, and truth be told i'm still not over it.
Truth be told, outside of watching Sean Taylor play live, I really wasn't interested in seeing a game personally. We had been an abysmal team for all I can remember, so why would i want to waste my hard earned dollars on a team that fielded such terrible results? After his passing and when we went on that memorable run, I was proud of my team of coming through and when I was gonna go to the 2007 playoff game, my job wouldn't give me off. So there I was listening to it on the radio, at work and I remember the kickoff that we so happened to get. And then we choked and all I could do was flail my arms up saying theres the redskins I know! After 2007 when Gibbs left, and the Zorn era was dawned, everything went on a massive mudslide. The 6-2 start false advertisement had us thinking we were prime for some real estate, but we saw how fast that turned. And year after year after that, my urge to see the team play live has slid down faster than an avalanche. Every Sunday I went through the motion: church, tv on, watch us get embarrassed, shrug my shoulders, turn tv off and carry on about my business.
Insert 2010, when I started paying college football some attention. This kid out of Baylor just caught my attention, more than a Vick. He flung the ball downfield, he outran defenders and had a sick spin move, but most importantly he didn't take off every play. I started to sit in a little closer to his games, watching how he played and honestly it was like no other qb I have seen. The accuracy all over the field, the play fakes, he just amazed me. After being high from his play, watching Donovan Mcnabb just totally brought me back down to a valley of negativity. How come this kid playing college makes me happier than watching my own team? I started telling folks to watch out for this qb, he is gonna make some noise. Donovan Mcnabb fails, and 2011 we pass on gabbert thank God!
I had no hopes in 2011, and barely even cared to watch a game honestly. Even after that giant whooping we put on the shorties I didn't care. Robert Griffin III played on Saturdays and that was what I looked forward to. A few of my friends asked me who did I want in this draft 2012 and I said, "If he comes out, I would be ok with selling the farm for Griffin! I WANT GRIFFIN!" "Who?! He sucks, hes a bum, etc" was their response, and I started smiling and said good, let him go under the radar. Unfortunately, that didn't happen as we all know he set the college world on fire. Next thing you know, friends of mine were calling me saying "Ok I lied, that qb is NASTY! He throws it everywhere, is fast, wow!" As the college year went on and we started John Beck and smh, lol those three games was the lowest I ever been. I was ok with "Whiffin for Griffin", and i started to pay attention to LL, Tk more often than usual and when the report came out that we ad Griffin over Luck my head started to hurt from. Then, Griffin declared. I started wishing that we would lose out, or rams would get number 2 pick and sure enough that came to fruition. Then, it was a bidding contest and I didn't care how we got the 2 pick, but as long as we got it i'd be happy. We did what it took, and next thing you know my happiness as a fan came right back to life! Now, I want to see a game live again!
A buddy of mine that is like my little brother that is in the Air force came back to Va to visit for Thanksgiving. About a month ago, He calls me and says "I leave Dec 4th, If i bought us a ticket to the redskins game on MNF, we split gas, would you drive?" A breath didn't even need to be taken for me to respond to that question, and redskins nation here it is. I had been waiting 25 years for this time. RG3 has united this fanbase that has been itching for SOME type of success now after 2 decades has past. We have hope. We have power. We have HIGH VOLTAGE ELECTRICITY! We can score at ANY POINT of the game. I haven't been confident to say that since...never! This is my first game, I will represent for my family and yell as loud as I can, I will hold a poster up for my brother in prison to hopefully see me! I will be attending my first game, this monday night!
What was your first game story like?