When I was about 12 years old, my dad took me to see the Tampa Bay Buccaneers play. The Tampa Bay Stadium was a two-hour drive from our house. We left around 9 in the morning, so we could arrive well before the beginning of the football game. My dad and I picked up some cold drinks and snacks. It was a nice drive, because the two of us talked the whole way there and the whole way back. My dad was excited to take me to see the Tampa Bay Buccaneers play. My dad rooted for the Tampa Bay football team for 20 years, even though they never seem to make the playoffs. We watched the Tampa Bay Buccaneers defeat the other team, by a whopping score of 20 to 3. It was nice to see our favorite Tampa Bay football team win, when we were there to see them in person. After the football game was over, my dad took me into the city for dinner. We had a lot of different choices, because Tampa, Florida is known for many of their fine dining restaurants and local cuisine. My dad and I decided to go to a small Gastropub well-known in the Tampa, Florida area. My dad and I enjoyed a nice dinner, before heading back home. It was one of the nicest memories that I have of spending time with my dad. We had a great time watching football, eating dinner, and spending time together. My Dad died a few years later, but I still remember that day in Tampa Bay.