Everyone remembers the first time they saw their favourite team’s stadium with their own eyes.
For me, it came a few weeks ago. After more than 20 years as a San Francisco 49ers fan, I finally climbed the steps to a seat in the team’s famous Candlestick Park home.
From these seats, fans had cheered on the heroes of my youth. They’d witnessed the drops, scores, wins, losses, and guzzled down the hotdogs and churros that seemed to pass by in large cooler bags every five seconds.
I’d shared many of these moments with them, glued to my TV. For the first time, I was part of the crowd. And I did what any overwhelmed fan would do when they’ve finally made it onto hallowed, historic ground.
I spent 45 minutes trying to check in on Foursquare.