The midday sun really beat into me. I thought summer was over, but sitting in Giant Stadium, a sweltering furnace of heat and energy, today with 78,452 of my closest friends I thought I was going to be cooked. Maybe I deserved it because I had, along with many others in NFL stadiums around the country, spurned a day of prayer for a chance to worship at the mammoth cathedral that is American Football on Sunday. My dad and I had always watched football together on TV every Sunday since I was little. I grew up idolizing my New York Giant heroes, Phil Simms, Lawrence Taylor, and Bill Parcels. However, it wasn’t until last year that I actually got to attend the big event live for the first time. Today I got the chance to
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