I am still dwelling on the excitement of the game.
Everyone was exited, but young men were the ones who were really really really over the top hysterical excited, and I cannot quite figure out why.
The looks on their faces were like nothing else, they were so utterly happy; no. Ecstatic. Different from the day they get married, or their children are born, a manic edge of ecstasy that is unique to these kinds of events.
I get it that there is a certain amount of gregarious victory; that there is a certain amount of tribal pride; here there is a fair amount of nationalism bound up in it.
I get that young men feel compelled to prove themselves and in today's culture there are far fewer clearly defined means of doing so.
I get that they want and need heroes and mentors to emulate.
I still just don't quite get it.
The emotions run so....so....high.