You’ll never believe this…but I actually just attended my first ever live college football game!
Now that I live in Fayetteville, Arkansas near the U of A, it’s an understatement to say this is Razorback country. Everywhere you turn, there’s a hog squealing or oinking! But just between you and me, I don't think I’ll ever get to the place where I join in the “whoo pig sooie” chant that everyone here seems to love. 😂
The reason I finally ended up in the stands cheering on our local team is that some of our out-of-state family came to visit and we made it a family affair. It just so happened to be Arkansas (unranked) vs. Tennessee (#4) that night and it was even nationally televised.
The odds were clearly stacked against the struggling Razorbacks, yet during this particular game, they met their opponents head on and were holding a strong defense. By the start of the 4th quarter though, most of us figured we knew how the game would end. So when we got a text that the babysitters for the littles back home were getting tired, Ken (Granddad) and I (Mishy) offered to leave the game and let the others stay.
Well, wouldn’t you know it, but it turned out to be the GAME OF THE CENTURY!
In the final minutes of the game, the Razorbacks trounced the Volunteers 19 to 14, ending their six-game winning streak. Arkansas hadn’t won like that since 2007…and it was a HUGE upset, to say the least.
When the tribe came home, they enthusiastically told stories about the game-winning touchdown with fans storming the field to tear down the goal post. As I heard about the phenomenal unexpected ending to the game, something unexpected happened in me.
When I realized I missed being a part of that once-in-a-lifetime experience with our family, I immediately started experiencing FOMO---Fear Of Missing Out.
I asked myself: Why do I care so much about a game I don’t really care about with players I don’t even know?
To make matters worse, the next day I still kept thinking about it.
I wondered what was wrong with me because I kept wishing I hadn’t left the game when I did. Yet as ridiculous as it was, I was stuck on it more than I’d like to admit.
Have you ever had that happen where you fixate on something when it goes differently than you’d hoped or planned? [or is that just me?!]