
Saturday I went to both
Clemson vs. Furman at Death Valley,
and South Carolina vs. SC State in Columbia.
(Yep. I'm kind of a big college football fan.)
One thing that's always captured my attention in college football is the drama...the suspense. Not knowing what will happen next or if your team has what it takes to win.
As you know if you've taken my Drama I class, I see a whole lot of similarities between sports and theatre. (It's one of the reasons I prefer to be called, Coach.) Saturday, in Clemson and Columbia, I saw two really amazing shows.
The Clemson game happened just after midday. The sun was high in the sky and it was hot—breezy, but hot. The Tigers faced a much less powerful opponent in my
alma mater,
Furman University, and prevailed. The colors were orange and purple, but mostly green: green turf, green trees everywhere. The Clemson campus is beautiful, and the stadium in smack dab in the middle of it, next to the lake (Hartwell). There were thousands of fans there. Thousands. People everywhere. And you could smell barbecue grills everywhere you turned.
Amazing tailgate spreads. And everyone seemed to be in a really good mood.
Furman fans were being treated nicely by the Clemson fans...the whole thing had the feel of a big, family picnic.
We left at halftime and headed to Columbia.
The moment I saw Williams-Brice stadium from I-77, a flood of memories came back. I grew up in Columbia, and have been attending
USC football games since I was nine years old. It was dusk there (kick-off was at 7:05 PM), and traffic was slow. But...I soon found my trusty secret and FREE parking space, and we were on our way to the stadium. The area around Carolina's stadium is ugly. All warehouses and cracked pavement. Dusty, sandy, chain-link-fenced, awkward, flat. Still, people had their barbecues cooking just like at Clemson. The Gamecocks were playing the South Carolina State Bulldogs for the first time ever. So there were a lot of State fans tailgating, too. We got to our seats and experienced the amazing Gamecock team entrance to Richard Strauss' "Also
sprach Zarathustra" (or "2001"). Chills. I do love the excitement of being at a game with so many people cheering for the same thing: our team to prevail.
Theatre is everywhere if you just take the time to notice it. Where have you noticed it lately?