I don’t really have words to describe how weird it is not being at Lucas Oil Stadium today.
I was born a Vikings fan. In 2004, I moved to Indianapolis and accidentally fell in love with the Colts. Colts Nation adopted me and welcomed me as one of their own.
I’ve been in the stadium for every home opener since 2004 and have only missed a handful of Colts home games over the past 16 seasons.
With the help of Peyton Manning, I turned my mom into a Colts fan.
My parents moved here in 2017. My dad is still a Vikings fan and today, on the week of his birthday, our two teams are playing on a beautiful Sunday at Lucas Oil Stadium. We planned to have a big group of family and friends in town to go to the game. But like so many others, we won’t be there.
It will probably be eight years before the Colts and Vikings play again in Indianapolis. As we’ve learned, a lot can change in a year.
I hope and pray that in 2028, our family can gather in Indy, tailgate, and cheer on our team(s). I also hope the Colts have a few more banners hanging in Lucas Oil Stadium.
Until then, we’ll carry on – appreciating the things we can do and the memories we made doing the things we used to do.
Thank you, Colts Nation, for taking in a wayward Vikings fan so many years ago. The memories I’ve made and the relationships I’ve formed as a fan of this team are special, sacred, and something I don’t take for granted.
I look forward to making many more in the years to come.
In the meantime, be safe, be strong, and GO COLTS!