Friday Night Lights

My hometown is very sports orientated. So that would only leave me with one choice; the football field. I would take this picture on a Friday night with all of the lights shinning on the field. The marching band preforming during half time, with a sold out stadium screaming for the Fighting Saints, in each end zone a neon yellow goalpost awaits for a player to score a goal, the score board shinning bright with a short overview of the game. Charles the Great rushing the stands getting everyone pumped up. Anyone can see that this is the place to be, orange and black flooding the stands awaiting the for sure victory of the Fighting Saints!
There are many reasons why I would pick the football field. It holds some sentimental memories of myself, I was a member of the marching band and the cheerleading team. That field was my home for four years, many Fridays nights of my high school life were spent there. It is where many friendships are cemented over some hot cocoa and pizza, and where many families watch their daughters and sons shine on the coveted grass. This is one of the most important places in my town where everyone sets aside their differences and comes together to celebrate the orange and the black, to cheer on our team all the way to a victory.