Ever since I heard that the Fordham football team was undefeated and poised to make a deep run into the Football Championship Subdivision (FCS) playoffs, I have felt a swell of Fordham pride every time I see the name mentioned.
Whether on a news or a sports website or on Facebook and Twitter, I feel a sense of pride that was always there, but, I guess, was never nearly as noticeable.
When I was choosing what university I would attend back in April 2011, it came down to three schools, one of which was Fordham. The other two had bigger names and were more recognizable, and Fordham was probably the wild card of the bunch.
For one reason or another, I chose Fordham — a choice that puzzled members of my family and made me question myself a number of times over the summer before I arrived on campus. However, within my first few weeks of studying here, I knew it was the place for me.
If you had asked me where I would go to college back in August of my senior year of high school, I don’t think I would have said Fordham.
Right now, I can’t imagine a place I’d rather be living and learning.
Fordham was the right choice: everything about the school, the people, the education and the opportunities convinced me, without a shred of doubt, that Fordham is where I am meant to be.
If you don’t know what is coming next, I can guarantee eventually the place where you are meant to be will show itself to you or someone will guide you to it.
But back to football — of course the fall of 2013 is the semester I pick to study abroad in London.
I can but only dream of watching a Fordham football game in person this season (unless it goes longer than expected — fingers crossed)due to the time difference.
So the only glimpse I catch of American football is on Sky Sports at 6 p.m. on a Sunday night, and by the time the game is over, I’m ready to go to bed.
Still, sitting on the top of a double-decker bus riding home from Kensington to Bloomsbury, I know that London is where I am meant to be this semester while I still root for the Rams as much as I can.
A ram, a ram, a ram for victory!
