I've been to four NFL games, four Major League Baseball games, a Division I college football game (Miami at Syracuse), many Division III soccer games and countless Minor League baseball games.
But this year I got to experience two new sports experiences.
The first was in spring, when my father-in-law took me to Williams Grove Speedway for the sprint car races. I have to say, it was impressive, watching those cars fly by on the dirt track.
More impressive was my trip to the bathroom where many who were unwilling to temporarily part with their beer set them on top of the urinal while they did their business. Seriously? You couldn't finish it off first or have your buddy hold it for you?
The second was last Friday night when I watched our church's Senior Pastor's son Jeff fight in the Pennsyvania Fighting Championships, the first mixed martial arts event in the history of the city of Harrisburg.
There were a total of 14 fights on the card (minus one cancellation) six amateur and eight professional. The amateur fights were so-so, except the last which was in the 135 lb. division and lasted the full three rounds.
The pro fights were more compelling, but there were also a couple duds. Jeff is a pro fighter, so his fight was later in the night - he choked out his opponent in the first round.
I was surprised how many bouts never made it to the second round - in fact I think all but three or four had knockouts or submissions in the first round, which meant my night was not nearly as late as I had expected.
Beth warned me beforehand not to get any ideas...so I'm not going to be taking up MMA any time soon (or ever), besides my body takes enough of a beating out running marathons.