Married Sperrys: First College Football Game

Thursday, September 24, 2015

First College Football Game

Last weekend, Michael and I took Mason to his very first Arkansas Football game. He was disappointed he didn't get to go to the last game. We were a little unsure if 2.5 would be too young to take him to the game. Mason has been going to Arkansas baseball games with us since he was 8 weeks old. *Judge Away* Maybe this is the reason he loves baseball with a passion. But I digress.

We talked about it all week. He was excited and kept saying Mason go with Mommy and Daddy and Papaw to football game. Will my best friend Ribby be there? Ribby is the Razorback at the baseball games that Mason loves and hates. Go see Football. Excitement. I was still nervous. One the game was a 6pm game and bedtime is between 8:00 & 8:30. I knew he would need to be up until 9 or even 10 to see the whole game. Papaw is a diehard fan, who won't leave a game unless we are killing the other team. There isn't much excitement at a football game like the baseball games, where they have face painting and games and we can walk around easily. So I was a bundle of nerves and excited to see his reactions.

I have to say he did AWESOME! He was so excited to sit with us and watch the game. My Dad, Papaw, has seats just down from ours and when Mason got bored we would change the scenary and go see Papaw and sit with him for awhile. My Mom, Nana, was at home with Addie Mo, so Dad had a free seat. The game overall was bad, but Mason didn't care. He saw his best friend "Ribby"aka Big Red and Sue E. We got to watch the band perform. And I have to say, when the band was performing was probably the calmest and quietest time for Mason. He just watched in awe. Thank you Razorback Marching Band!! Mason called the Hogs...over and over and over. He learned a few new cheers. We ate and ate and ate, but mostly popcorn. We are lucky we have great neighbors at the games. Mason spilled his popcorn, but the lady in front of us (who has grandkids) shared her kettle corn with Mason and Michael. I will say in the food category, Michael made one mistake and got gatorade instead of water. Our kid was on a gatorade sugar high for quite awhile.

I was afraid I would spend the majority of the game walking Mason around and to the food court, but he did great just sitting with all of us. I don't think I will be taking him again for awhile, but that was because I was a bundle of nerves waiting for something...a meltdown...a freak out...something the entire game. On our way home, we barely made it out of the parking lot before he was asleep. And when we got home, moving him to his bed was easy. He was actually mad Michael woke him up to take off his shoes and pants. So to sum it up...2.5yrs old is not too young to handle an entire football game, just provide him with endless food and he is good to go.