1. My Day at the Football Game
... was really new. I felt as if Old Man Winter was not going to let up on his relentless persistence to turn me into a frozen pop-sickle. The game had just begun. It was my first one I"d attended in Montana. Although the weather was nothing short of mere torture, the crowd turned out just the same. ... his whistle, the clock was on the board, the players were in position, and the cowed was silent! It was time for the kickoff of the game. The silence that was over the crowed was so peaceful despite the untamed weather. It was almost as if everyone had just stopped breathing for that one ......
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