by Carlton Hughes
When I was a young lad in the dark ages of the 1970s, I enjoyed NFL Football. Back then you only got a handful of television channels, so there wasn’t much choice. The Puppy Bowl and the Kitten Bowl didn’t exist, so what else was there to do? I watched the NFL with my dad. My favorite teams were the Dallas Cowboys and the Washington Redskins.
Those were glory days for the Cowboys, with Coach Tom Landry (who, in his impeccable suit and nifty hat, looked like he should have been running a bank instead of a football team) and Quarterback Roger Staubach, not to mention the cheerleaders. I even had a Cowboys duffel bag I carried with me on overnight trips to my cousin’s house.
I had no choice but to like the Redskins, as, living in Eastern Kentucky, our local television channels came from nearby Virginia and Tennessee. Being in that market, we were treated to Redskins games every Sunday evening throughout the season. I couldn’t name the coach or any players if my life depended on it, but I do remember the uniforms and the logo because I’m observant that way.
My attention to the NFL faded over the years, and, especially since my own college experience, I now prefer the college game. I love the gameday atmosphere—the band, the cheerleaders, the student cheering sections, the alumni fans. Even though my alma mater has traditionally been a basketball school and doesn’t quite burn it up on the gridiron, I enjoy returning to campus on fall Saturdays to take in a game, to visit with old friends, and to relive the sights and sounds of my college days.
Beyond my visits to my old campus, I would rather watch a college game on television than a pro one any day. Many college players will never see pro action and give their all for their schools. The traditions, the rivalries, and the pageantry make it an easy choice for me.
WRITING PROMPT: Imagine you’re attending a college football game, maybe at your alma mater. Describe the sights and sounds you witness as you enter the stadium.