Gracelife Sarasota

2 years ago, I watched in person in our home stadium, my childhood team Bucs beat KC in the Super Bowl. Being there in person in the stadium during COVID was amazing. An elevated perspective watching it all play out! Surrounded by a multitude, watching, celebrating, cheering every act of judgement from the Bucs visited on the Chiefs. Driving home, I listened to the radio, thirsty for expert analysis of how thorough the judgement was on the field. I got home around midnight… immediately I turned on the tv to watch the recorded game. I wanted every detail up close from the field cameras of all the plays I cheered for, I cried tears of joy (don’t judge). I saw things on TV I couldn’t see in the stands, like the Chiefs futile attempts bring order back to the game, bitterness. I saw a repeated cycle, whenever they made a first down or something, BAM! More judgement from the Buccaneers! Closeups of the joyful Bucs sideline, celebrating a total victory, like being there all over, but from a dif