We decided to park at my friend Greg's house- he lives on 20th which is only 2 blocks from Invesco and when he called and asked if we were parking there, we thought- Hey its free so hell yeah!!
We put on LAYERS of clothes- even got Herb the long johns (not the donut- although those are tasty) and we are out the door.
We get to Greg's, he gives us instructions on how to work the garage and he asks us how the hell are we going to the game in this weather. We say we will be fine-and off we go. Now its cold- the cold were the sun is out, but it does not matter. You see your breath and your face gets cold in a matter of seconds. We are walking to the game, people are tailgating- they HAVE to be drunk to be out in this cold for THAT long. We get inside Invesco, the people patting you down have mittens or thick gloves on so I think, "What is the point of all of this?"
We get in and look at our tickets- 525. We have to go...UP. SO we walk the ramp....look at the people in line for the escalator- and just keep going. We are at the point that we are cold, but hot from walking at an incline, which is just uncomfortable for anyone.
We finally get to the top- and we want brats. We order 2 brats, one beer and a bottle of water. Why beer and water?? Well I was thirsty from the climb- and what is a football game without beer?! We find our seats and they are really good seats. The are three seats by themselves facing the sun- which thank god- and you can see the entire field. SO we sit. I am taking pictures, taking on and off my gloves, and then I finally get to my brat- which its cold by the time I take the first bite. The Broncos come on the field and kick off is ready to go. Steve calls his parents who are at the game as well to make sure they are in their seats. Ed Greene from channel 4 comes on, "Congratulations fans! You are at the coldest game in Invesco Field history and the sixth coldest game in Bronco history- the kickoff degrees is 17!!" We all cheer, but we are not sure we want to cheer or kick this guys ass because he is in a warm studio.
Anyway, the 1st quarter goes well, the Broncos run the ball in for a touchdown the first play of the game, and the also get a field goal. The score is 10-0 so we are feeling pretty good AND at least we are feeling anything at all. It is getting colder....I cannot drink anymore of my water and Steve's beer that kept freezing over is now gone. It is getting colder. Steve goes to the bathroom at one point and comes back to report that the men's bathroom is closed because the pipes have froze and the women's bathroom is now open for everyone. I get a hot coco which surprisingly stayed hot. The 2nd half flies by and now it is half time. The score is 13-10, Broncos barely holding on.
We meet Pat and Mary at halftime, I can barely move- I have not moved since sitting down the start of the game. Mary is wearing this 1990's coat that looks like a sleeping bag and I want to rip it off of her and wear it myself. She says, "Yes I know it is ugly but it is damn warm!" But if you think about it- do you really want to look GOOD or keep WARM? I vote WARM!! It is the best coat I have seen in a long time. Pat's beer that he is drinking it frozen and we are all just shivering. We tell them that we have a seat open next to us so they decide to move their stuff over to us. Most of the people around us have left at this point.
The second half starts which also means the sun went down. Steve and I cannot feel our feet and my nose is like an otter pop. It is so cold that we both are laughing, but at the same time not having any fun any more. In the 3rd, the Bills score two field goals and the Broncos score a touchdown- and the score is way too close. We want to leave but this damn game is closer than what we want. 4th quarter starts and it is now 13 degrees outside. We see an add on the jumbotran that says, hot dogs right now? (excuse my french.....but COME ON!!) Steve and I look at each other, we both know what we are saying. Steve tells his mom that we cannot take the cold anymore and we leave. We get in the stairwell of the exit and have never been so warm in our lives. we keep walking but cannot feel our legs, feet, I cannot feel my nose- and have you seen that thing?! Its huge! It was a jog to our car....we have never walked that fast in our lives. It it is getting colder. We finall and ice cold soda....someone yells, "yeah right!! Like we want a damn ice cold anything right now!!" The fans are getting upset. This must end. Mary has those hand warmers and I am warming one up for Steve's foot that lost feeling awhile back. I tell him to put it in his shoe. He does and then I get another one going for my hands. It is getting brutal. The Broncos seem to be having their heads more and more up their asses that we are all in pain for nothing. Cutler gets the ball....goes back.....and throws a pick. Are you fucking kidding mey get to Greg's garage. We walk into his building and for the first time in 3 hours we feel warmth. We do not want to leave Greg's building...in fact we just stay there for about 5 minutes. We get in my car, turn on 850 AM just to find out Bronco's did lose 30-23.
Now we have this Sunday against San Diego. Whoever wins goes to the playoffs. Whoever looses, goes home. I cannot believe that I froze my Bills off to see that performance. It was ugly. I could not even believe it. I want Bronco's to win on Sunday- but at the same time- do the deserve it?!?!
Well all in all- I guess Buffalo does know what it is like to play in 13 degree's.
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