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The Badger Game
When I was eleven, I went to a Badger game with Dad,
it was a sunny Saturday morning,
and I had just gotten to my seat,
in between the smell of cheese curds and hot dogs
I heard the energy
as they yelled.
“FIRST AND TEN!”
“GO BADGERS!”
The man next to me looked at his football cards,
he gave one to me saying, “I bet he will run for a touchdown on the next play.”
The next play begins and I hear the crowd roar as the player on my card scores.
I put the card in my pocket so I don’t lose it.
The card makes me feel like I am a part of the crowd, the chants, and the team.
The card makes me feel like I am truly a Wisconsin Badger.
The game got better and better as they played, the Badgers scored on almost every drive.
The game ended and there was no doubt
it was tradition:
watching the Badger game
every Saturday with Dad.
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