1st class Soccer game

I am a big believer that having a connection is the only way to get privileges or special treatment or even a job in life. 

It's all about who you know. 

However, when my dad invited me to go to a Real Soccer game I didn't think much of having anything besides the experience of watching some long haired soccer guys run around the field and then getting a hamburger afterwards.

Little did we know what we were in for and we might have dressed up too had we known.

Have you ever heard of Mr. Dave Checketts?...the owner of sports teams and lots of big things on the planet?

 Well, Dad had a connection of knowing him who gave us tickets to the game. 

We had no idea that we were going to be sitting

in HIS box seats,

on the 50 yard line

eating lots of yummy food.

lots

with soda pop

and with his children and their friends

all popular and stuff.

When you are a lower class citizen it feels pretty snazzy to be sitting with the big wigs and

having awesome seats

and having people stare at you wondering who you are to be so popular to be sitting in the owner of the team's box seats.

Dad and 5 of us kids had fun to say the least.

We tried to act like it was no big deal eating the fancy food but really we were super excited.

We tried to act nonchalant going back for 2nds and 3rds when some of the regulars of that box seat didn't even eat anything. 

Can you imagine something like that just getting to be regular and ordinary?!

Then the other team let off a bunch of flares in the stadium and got kicked out.

And there were drummers who didn't stop beating their drum the whole game. 

(normal I guess.) 

But it just added to the drama of us being there and the excitement of the game.

I don't care to be popular and rich because I don't want fun experiences like that to become ordinary. 

We were all like giggly little kids.