Eric Thomas: The View From Section 136
By Eric Thomas
I ran to the store Tuesday morning and bought more tea. I am sticking with warm "liquid based-food". I had oatmeal for breakfast and I am planning on soup for lunch. A friend tweeted me saying I should do a shot of olive oil, and I don't believe him. I feel pain every time I swallow and I swear it's a great feeling.
I haven't been able to say anything with intelligible volume since last night. I really don't know when I lost my voice. I certainly know where I lost it: Section 136, Ford Field. Row 22. I also can't hear great. I realized that when I got outside last night. I have been to literally hundreds of football games in my life and I saw Rage Against the Machine twice and Tool four times (notoriously loud bands), and this is the most significant amount of hearing loss I have experienced.
Ford Field was crazy on Monday night. Like "underwear bomber represents himself" crazy.
The crowd wanted to show the Lions what was possible, so as to encourage them to keep this whole "winning" thing going. The D Line swarmed, we screamed. The experienced fans shushed the noobs making noise while the offense was on the field. The first quarter was so insane, most of us collapsed after the defense finally left the field. We really hated those penalties because we were getting tired. It was so loud in the first quarter some of the fans in the row in front of me left (!) because it was too loud.
It capped an exhausting day for sports in Detroit. For me, it started at the Eastern Market, which is now my new favorite place to watch a playoff baseball game. There were hundreds of makeshift sports bars littered around the environment. People had flat-screens peeking out of their hatchbacks, grills doling out burgers and shrimp. We didn't even miss the Booty Lounge. Well, not much. When Ryan Raburn hit the go ahead home run, there was a roar from the Eastern Market a lot louder than you would imagine. Of course, it was only a preview of what was to come.
USA Today ran a front page story called "Detroit Rising". I don't know if Detroit was just in a sports frenzy yesterday, and of course that is possible, but there seemed to be almost something else. In between rantings about how we need Cabrera to step up and how Scherzer has been a surprise, a lot of the fans in the eastern market brought up those jobs the big 3 are adding.
Someone mentioned Quicken to me at one point. It was a party, for sure, but I think I know what we were celebrating. Since 2008, this city has has been in that cinematic cliche car, teetering on the edge of a cliff. The windshield has been oscillating the view between the valley and the sky for quite some time now. Between the hiring that has been going on and the sports orgy... its almost like we know the worst is over.
Perhaps our darkest days have finally dissipated and cleared, and we are starting to get a glimpse of the warming sun, and now is time to open our hands and hearts for only we who have been...
FALSE START. OFFENSE. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!