I’m a sucker for the warm feeling of camaraderie. Sports
offer that sense of shared, vital purpose.
So do wars.
Today, eating wings in a sports bar, there was a moment
where some of the early games were finishing as several more games were kicking
off. The Iggles had won, so we were primarily concentrating on our sticky-fingered
lunching, but around us were a surprising number of Oakland fans, on their
feet, watching a nail-biting finish to their game. The Raiders had just gone
for 2 and were trying to hold their thin lead as the clock ticked down the last
forty seconds.
Across the room though, on another screen, in another city,
a giant flag was rippling over a field and a lone trumpet was singing out the
anthem.
Suddenly, the Oakland fans fell silent and listened to the
music as the last moments of their victory slipped by unheeded. When they began
to cheer, GaleForce asked, “Did their team score again?”
“No,” I told her, “They’re cheering for America.”
It reminded me of a moment in the fall of 2001 when my best
friend and I had scored free tickets to sit in the Flyers’ company box for a
game. They were fantastic seats and the game was tight.
Then, between periods, the president’s post-9/11 speech was
aired. Instead of refreshing their beers, people sat watching it on the big
screens above the ice. Suddenly, though, his voice was cut off mid-sentence so
that play could resume.
The players stood, awkward, not moving to the center, but
looking around. And from somewhere, maybe from the ice, a chant began and
swelled.
“Leave. It. On!”
“LEAVE! IT! ON!”
Both teams pumped their fists in chorus with the crowd. They
refused to take the ice.
The voices built to a cheer as the president’s face filled
the screens again and the players and fans alike sat to watch in a palpable
atmosphere of solidarity.
This time, over wings, wasn’t like that time. But Oakland
fans, like Philly fans, are known more for their brazen passion than for their
grace and sportsmanship. And, for a moment, all the many-jerseyed passions
united in patriotism again.
