comfortably. Many people had left, but fans were going closer to the field for the high fives with the players. I don't know the route they take now, but in those days, the players started high-fiving in the Northwest corner and worked their way around the north end zone and then went down the east sideline until they got to their locker room.

My son asked why people were going down toward the field and I explained. He asked if he could go high five the players. Not knowing they didn't go along the west stands, I walked down with my son toward the field. We reached the first row and I realized we were on the wrong side of where the players would go. There was a stadium employee roping things off so fans where we were couldn't get to the players if we wanted.

Realizing my mistake, I bent down to explain to my son that I had screwed up. Just as the disappointment registered on my son's face, Fui Vakapuna saw us. He ran in our direction, ducked under the rope and gave my son a fist bump. I almost cried.

Noticing people makes a huge difference. A lesson we can all look to apply even if we aren't an athlete or well known.