I had not been to a pigskin arena in my life.
My husband swore that I would like it.
He had made me learn to enjoy the athletic activity when we would watch it together at our location or his dwelling… Before, no athletic activity gained my interest, despite the fact that I had come to like pigskin. However, I was not sure I was ready for the arena yet, since I feared it would be overcrowded, sweaty, and stinky, which were all the things I did not want to experience. Sam was very convincing and promised that he would take me back to our beach apartment if I did not love it. Reluctantly, I agreed to go, and he bought two tickets for the game we had the desire to watch. Truthfully though, I was amazed at how the arena was, but it was nothing I had imagined it would be. It was basically contrary to the squeezed area I had envisioned, this was a magnificent place with well-arranged seats. It had a fairly huge roof on the platform where fans sat, which meant plenty of air circulation. I also came to the realization that there were a good amount of tiny ACs all around on the wall. Sadly, the weather was not especially favorable, and we were totally dripping with sweat when we got out of the car. Still, the arena was perfectly cool and comfortable, baby, because of the impeccable air conditioner appliance. I also noticed that there was an immense dehumidifier at the center of the roof on each aisle. Sam was super glad that I enjoyed the space, and we were able to concentrate on the game, which he wanted to watch live.