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GPOYW - How I Spent My Sunday Edition

Last Sunday, by the divine power of my friends and their contacts in high places, I was able to watch my favorite football team ever play a game live-in-person. I was flown from LA to San Francisco in the morning on Virgin America. Which, let me tell you is a much snazzier way to travel versus Southwest Airlines. Of course I was stopped at the airport, because my last name (Martinez) is apparently popular among the Terrorist Names Sucky List. After a trip to the front desk and a rather delicate cavity search, I was on my way.

Once we arrived (we being me & my escort Nik, who knows the generous philanthropists) we headed straight to Candlestick Park, which, even though was old, was a sight that I never thought I’d see in my life from the inside. The history of who has played in the stadium alone was enormous. We met up with the group, who were disembarking from the Party Bus, and got our badges/passes to reach our Field Box Suite. Yes, FIELD BOX SUITE!!

Having one of those badges basically meant you owned the stadium. We got to walk around the field until the anthem was played and take pictures of ourselves or players or coaches or random staff members. Unfortunately, we weren’t allowed on the actual playing field, so there was no laying in the endzone, weeping making field angels.

Anyways, our seats were over by the old dugouts left over from when the Giants used to play there. I think I sat in my seat once for about 10 seconds, as if you know me, I get pretty amped during football games. Especially at a live game, of my favorite football team ever, on the fucking field. You know I went straight buckwild the entire time!

Did I neglect to mention that I was given a replica Michael Crabtree jersey as well, seeing as how the cleaners did me dirty and were closed, thus not allowing me to pick up my Jerry Rice jersey the day before the game? I honestly felt like I was a dying boy and this was my Make-A-Wish Foundation wish come true.

I hate to be a big ol’ brag about this, but this day/event was a huge important beam of light for my life. Especially after this year, and remembering where I was at this time last year. I never thought I’d be able to go see the San Fran-Fucking-cisco 49ers actually play a game at Candlestick Park in San Francisco. Let alone, roll up in a Field Suite and roundtrip Virgin America flight all on someone else’s dime.

Here’s a shortlist of thanks for the people who made this possible: Brian, Lauren, Michelle, & Andrea for some character references I assume. Nik & Stefanie for handling the negotiations & guiding me throughout the day. And last but not least, The Beeches, for sponsoring this random Mexican dude they’ve never met, to come out and party with them. I love you all people!!!!!!!!