Superdome Narrative

It was a gorgeous, bright Sunday morning in October. I woke up with excitement knowing that I was going to witness the Saints play against the Atlanta Falcons at the Superdome. It had been five years since I had gone to a football game. For Saints fans, New Orleans versus Atlanta was an important one. Not only was I excited, I was very nervous. The night before, I received the invite through a text from a guy I slightly knew, named Eddie. Eddie used to date a girl that bartended at the bar my friends and I were regulars to. We would see him randomly over there; he played pool and darts with my guy friends, whenever he was there. Knowing he was in a two year “on and off” relationship, my first thought was, “Oh, his girlfriend and he must have …show more content…
I wanted to tell him that I liked him a lot. Instead, I let him know that I had an amazing time with him, and appreciated the invite. He walked me to my door and gave me a tight hug. Just as I was about to unlock my door, he stopped me. This was the moment that I was hoping would happen, but persuaded myself to ignore that it ever would. As he looked straight into my eyes, he said, “Honestly, I didn’t plan on having feelings for you. After spending this day with you, I like you; I want to get to know you more. I want to see you again, if you’ll let me.” I did not know what to say. Although I was worried that I was a “rebound” to him, I was happy to hear him say those words. I could not help but smile. He gently grasped my face and leaned in for a kiss. I had never felt this way about a kiss before; it was spiritual, and full of meaning. It felt as if it was destined to happen. I knew right then that this was the man I was supposed to be with; he was my puzzle piece. We stopped and looked into each other’s eyes and smiled. I was curious about why he invited me to the game if he had no intentions of dating me, so I decided to ask …show more content…
He decided to be a sellout and I had no one to go with. I randomly thought about you; about how you’re cool to hang out with. I decided to text you, and I’m glad I did.” “Well tell Jeremy I said thank you for selling you out. He is such a great friend.”
I chuckled to myself at reason why he called me. Eddie held me tight and gave me one last kiss. We finally said our farewells and he left. I stood outside for a moment processing everything that had just happened. I was shocked, yet, thrilled. I had never been happier about being “plan b.” Who knew that something as simple as someone “selling out” could end up being one of the greatest days for someone else? I learned to stop letting my negativity about men control my mind. I could not help but think about how we would grow in the future. From this day on, I decided to stop questioning what feels right, and trust my instinct. I trusted that the feelings I have for Eddie are spiritual, and real. I was glad I gave him the benefit of the doubt. Even though the day was full of mixed emotions and uncertainties, it was the best “not” date I have ever had, and will never