I recently went by myself to a bar to watch a 49ers playoff game. My partner had gone to visit his family and, in the absence of the person I normally watch football with, I donned my 49ers sweatshirt and took the last bar top seat at a place we often frequent together. I ordered a cider and a salad, I cheered and high fived several random people when we won, the bartender gave us all a free and final round of drinks, then I walked back out into the anonymous night. I felt warmed from the alcohol and the surge of adrenaline that accompanies your team’s win.
a city of one's own.
a city of one's own.
a city of one's own.
I recently went by myself to a bar to watch a 49ers playoff game. My partner had gone to visit his family and, in the absence of the person I normally watch football with, I donned my 49ers sweatshirt and took the last bar top seat at a place we often frequent together. I ordered a cider and a salad, I cheered and high fived several random people when we won, the bartender gave us all a free and final round of drinks, then I walked back out into the anonymous night. I felt warmed from the alcohol and the surge of adrenaline that accompanies your team’s win.