The roar of the crowd, the marching band’s opening note, and then, BOOM!
The Coliseum lights up with fireworks as the Trojans race on to the field, the night sky sparkling with gold and cherry red. My friends had always shown me videos, and I’d always heard people in my classes talk about it, but attending my first night game at USC and witnessing the fireworks burst above me was somehow something so much more alive than anything I had expected. For a moment, I wasn’t thinking about anything except how incredible it felt to be a part of that immense energy. But once the excitement settled, I found myself noticing something else that I’d always overlooked, the smoke.