What is a feminist doing at a football game? I asked myself, as I looked at the crowd (of mostly men), screaming at a team (of men). The floor of our seats was littered with beer cans. The air reeked of sweat — and ketchup.
The team wasn’t doing well. The guy behind me yelled: “Stop being pussies, defense! I’ve got a box of tampons for you!”
I cringed. Should I have been surprised? Nope. There’s a stereotypical fan base for football. A cliché. Built on so much truth. Sundays watching football, drinking beer, eating nachos, while the women hang out in the kitchen.