It's a strange feeling, coming up from nothing. Walking lonely streets, watching games no one else has interest in. Sundays spent alone on my couch, but thankful for the Sunday ticket..... Proud getting the double take, even with a sympathetic smile - as people ask, what team is that? maybe they'd say, is that a Lions' jersey?
You see, I'm not from Detroit, my Mom is though, and I live on the West Coast and remember back to the days I only saw the Lions play on Thanksgiving, and maybe a MNF game. Before the internet, when the best I could do for local coverage on the team was the USA TODAY. The year was 1981 , and Billy Sims was making the Lions nationally relevant, followed by Barry Sanders, and the run and shoot- but never became media darlings, even while we had some star players.
It looked like the league wanted Joey to succeed, as he and Millen became the faces of the franchise, and then , well us Lions' fans know what took place. We hung tough, stayed on the wagon rooted for the team. We stayed optimistic at draft time, pulled for our players.
Now times are a changing- I'm seeing signs everyday. Suh playing to potential, embraced by the league- national endorsements. The FO making moves praised by the critics. The story being told, of the lowly Lions on the verge of something special - come root for the under dog.
I'm stopped on the street - "I got his Nebraska jersey, go Lions", then another day "Hey, is that a Best jersey? where'd you get that?-, next day "Megatron? he's a beast".... I confess, even as a grown guy I wear a lot of jerseys, but I digress.
The media is coming, the fans are coming, are we ready?
Time to make room on the bandwagon, and it's a strange, yet proud feeling I'll have to get used to, and so will you.
It looks like we'll be sharing our Lions.