sfo steeler weekend: the game
november 7, 1999

my energy was outside of the truck- we were 
driving in the 3-com parking lot past these 
49er tailgaters when an older white semi-
conservative guy asks me "what is funk?"
and i said, "you know what? it doesnt surprise 
me that you would asked me that"...we were 
just driving by, im not even sure how he saw 
the back of my jersey..i know now it was 
cause my energy was outside of the truck-
and judging by the laugh my comment got, 
it was way outside the truck...
on the way to our seat i saw this dude with a 
barry foster throw back jersey- this is a very 
obscure steeler item so i said what-up. we 
started talking and he rememebered foster
not picking up the ball on a kick off in the 
last steeler game at this stadium (9 years ago). 
he couldnt get tickets for that game so he 
listened to it on the radio, he rememebered 
there was a world series game the day before 
in oakland...i went to that world series game 
with marci and we couldn't get tickets either 
so we watched the game in a hotel bar...
by the time i got to my seat i was easily vibin' 
folx 100 feet away, so i felt it only polite to 
introduce myself "hello everyone, my name 
is jeffery, and i'm a steeler fan" cause i knew 
they were about to feel me good, & they did-
it was like i knew everybody, 49er fans were 
real cool and the steeler fans were crazy and
drunk...cheering, talking, taking pix, dancin',
high fivin', vibin'...towards the end of the game
when i went down it was said people were 
still talkin about me "there's p-funk way 
down there"
and i didnt even get his name...
it was also said (and my ego believes) that it 
was heard from 40 rows up the group that had
gathered down there with me 
chanting "p-funk p-funk" as we danced in 
the rain...that felt really really really good- 
dancing in the rain to no music with a group 
of strangers cheering my name...and all i was 
doing  was being myself...i can still feel the
moment when i stopped and focused on the 
feeling i had while it was still happening...
all the 49er fans left early so leaving there was
nothing but very happy steeler fans...hundreds 
of people. everybody high fivin' everybody, 
wet, drunk, cheerin', hollerin', singin', partyin'-
i was in loud and obnoxious heaven- i was 
able to let out large amounts of energy and 
everywhere i turned it was returned back to
me with a high five or a smile or a yell...ran
into a dude who remembered me from the 
bar i use to go to down here...

my energy was sky high, i was clocking at 900MHZ (1999 proccessor standards)-
and for one of the first times my "energy" was tangible, it was something i could understand-
it was like it was "proven" today and now it was something i could "control"
becoming aware of this ran me thru the parking lot, like i just scored a touchdown...
open full stride in a huge circle around cars roaring, past people high fivin'-
letting the energy run and jump me...when i got into the trooper- (rick was still driving)
i let myself continue to breathe hard feeling the air in and out and the energy settling...
i was aware i had an "audience" but i knew it understood what was happening...

we listened to alanis morissette' entire supposed former infatuation junkie cd on the way home-
my favorite collection of music right now and it set a nice mood

as we listened, i asked "what am i suppose to do?"
"am i spose to act like i dont know i can do this
when it happens everywhere i go?"
explaining  "i got it and i can hold it in my hand like magic"

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