| 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... |
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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... |
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| 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" |
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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... |
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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"