i love football. i have since i was a kid. i remember watching football with my dad growing up. i think it started around the end of elementary school. i was probably 10 or 11. the miami dolphins were my team. my dad liked them, so that was good enough for me. dan marino was quarterback. ricky williams was still running the ball. man, they were good. or, better than they are now.
i remember watching one game with my dad (not sure who the opponent was), but the dolphins lost in the last few minutes of the game. i shed tears over that game. i was devastated. from that day on, i have been a passionate football fan. it doesn’t matter who’s playing. i’ll find a team to cheer for. and i’ll cheer loudly. i’ll scream for them. i’ll throw things at the tv. i’ll get upset when my husband doesn’t agree with me over a call in the game. it doesn’t even have to be the dolphins.
today i realized just how much i love football. the dolphins haven’t made it to the playoffs in years. but i found myself cheering loudly for the ravens. and here i am cheering even louder for the giants. i also got in an argument with patrick over how the ravens’ game ended. who am i? tonight, i also sent out two emails to my home group, one with prayer requests and the other relating to mission stuff we have coming up. how did i start both of those emails? with football related statements.
i love the regular season. i love the playoffs. i love college football too. i’m secretly depressed that football season is about to end. this is the last big weekend of football until the superbowl. tear.
this is a blog post for all of those other diehard football fans. enjoy the rest of the playoffs. enjoy the superbowl. and until next year, enjoy replays and espn classic games. that’s all we’ve got until august.
sporting the ricky williams jersey while cheering on the giants
