The sun is shining, everyone is smiling, and it’s all systems go for the upcoming Siyum. But there was a time, not so long ago, when things weren’t as simple
Photos: Moshe Vaknin, LNS
When I realize that our meeting at MetLife Stadium coincides with the very first day of football, just hours remaining until the preseason game between the Giants and the Jets, I promise myself that I won’t open the article with clichéd comparisons between the pregame excitement at MetLife Stadium and anticipation for the Siyum.
Consider this hataras nedarim.
The parking lot attendant mimics a touchdown pass as he waves me to Lot C, and the Indian gentleman wheeling a cart of snacks to the concession area does a little spin, dancing along to music blaring from loudspeakers hours before the game will begin.
A young man, part of the ground crew painting white lines on the field, looks up and shields his eyes from the bright sunlight.
“We work here all year long, not just today, but this is the point of it all, you know? It’s, like, we’re all coming alive again.”
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