God, the view from the press box is beautiful.
Seeing all 100 yards strecthed out like a beach towel. And feeling like both end zones are within reach, is just an amazing feeling.
Seeing 9,000 fans in Cardinal Red cheering for a team that to them is the Packers, Cowboys, Lions and Bears all rolled into one, because that team on the field is theirs, is just mind blowing.
Seeing a Buffalo Bills scout in the press box writing in his little notebook and wondering how long he has had that dirty old jacket, is just mesmerising.
Hearing my name as a member of the broadcasting team, is just unimaginable.
Hearing my name as a member of the broadcasting being pronounced right, is just surprising.
Feeling the turf on my feet for the post game interview, made me feel like Shoeless Joe Jackson in Field of Dreams, when he first stepped onto the baseball field etched in a cornfield. It just did not feel real.
I knew one thing was for certain though, I definitely was not in Iowa.
But, I may very well have been in heaven.
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