August 23, 2014 Leave a comment
I do not have a strong sense of direction. You could drop my buddy Lee in the middle of the wilderness in Canada and he would easily find his way home. I could get lost in Memorial Park if I didn’t have my smartphone.
For example, during the summer of 1997, my wife and I went to a preseason Packer game. We parked in some guy’s front yard and proceeded to walk into Lambeau Field. On the way in, in an effort to impress her, I explained why the Pack was going to have a great year, that Brett Favre was going to have a huge season, and the team would most likely return to the Super Bowl.
Perhaps I should have been paying slightly more attention to where we parked. Our seats were on the opposite side of the stadium from the entrance we went in, so after the game I completely lost my bearings. I remembered we followed a guy in a Reggie White jersey on the way in, but after the game I couldn’t pick him out from the other 17,000 people wearing No. 92 shirts.