By Angela Garvin
Daughter of Paul and Sonja Sykes
I find myself envious and wishing I was up there with you all. I remember the days with Pop would ordering us about like a drill sergeant with a bunch of new recruits six hours before the game. We had to be there five hours before kickoff. Spots to save in the Cardinal Stadium parking lot. Grill to set up, Rachel complaining that she couldnâ€™t find her hair beret (she always was losing that thing!), Mom on the phone going over last minute details with the other ladies in our tailgate group.
Grandpa calling wondering where we were and did Pop have enough beer?
Finally, the entrance to Cardinal Stadium and unpacking of the van. Music on, charcoal lit, the sound of aluminum cans being opened. Pop and Bob toasting another Saturday afternoon and Mom reminding me to keep an eye on my wayward sister.
My â€œcrushâ€ on handsome Stanâ€¦20 years older than me but an absolute dreamboat! Grandpa telling Bob to pour him â€œthree fingers worthâ€¦in a wide cupâ€.
If I try hard enough, I can smell the burgers and brats, see Mama Louâ€™s potato salad and hear Pop whooping about a 40 yd. TD pass he threw in the parking lot to Tony and Bob screaming pass interference.
Sneaking a cigarette far away from the others and swearing Rachel to silence. Rachel telling on me anywayâ€¦Going into the stadium, greeting the other crazies in the crunch zone and looking for our favorite cheerleaders and the Cardinal Bird.
Have fun today! Iâ€™ll be with you in spirit and listening on the radio.