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An adventure with a friend in the Fall of 2019 became a celebration in the Winter of 2020. We departed Northern California and headed East beyond the Great Divide, beyond which there lies a city of a Plains State. For him, it was an adventure of a lifetime involving some 3600 miles and being seated among some 70,000 plus fans reported to be the loudest in America. The people there love their game, and there is absolutely nothing tame about the fans.

I am not superstitious and do not believe in magic, but I do believe in timing.  I believe in timing because there seems to be times when the coordinates of destiny coinsides with the coordinates of providence. And when they do, it feels like magic. Moreover, I believe in momentum and playing in 'the zone'.  These are inexplainable moments when 'I can win' takes over the throne and 'defeat' no longer resides within me.

It's been said that there is nothing more powerful than an idea whose time has come. My friend's time had come and this adventure with my friend was not a world changer nor a cure for cancer, but to my friend, it was far from trivial.
Edwin officiates soccer games, but his passion is for his favorite football team. 

When he was very young my friend became an avid fan of a sports team far across the country from his hometown. Until last fall, he could never go to a live game but followed them on television. He followed them throughout his life, sharing in their thrills of victory and in their agonies of defeat.                                                                                                                                                  

His team had its winning ways, but it would often rain on their parades. They would win a lot of games but often fell short at the end of the season. That is, until the end of the season in 2020 when their agonies ended and their greatest thrill in 50 years began. They won the biggest  game in football called The Super Bowl.  I tell you, it was a magical season for my friend and his team, and I cannot remember when I have been more happier for a friend.

02222020PoSpCtest, occasional Poetry, Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
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