The leaves have yet to turn and the heat of summer still dominates the days. But fall is definitely right around the corner. For my husband and I, fall is marked not only by cool, crisp air in the evenings or even yellow school buses adding 10 more minutes to the commute time of those that go to work in the morning. We can tell it's fall because pads are cracking, whistles are tweeting and the oblong projectile, affectionately referred to as the pigskin, is being tossed all around this great country. Baseball might be America's past time but football is it's passion. Fans decked out in the colors of their favorite teams will stream into stadiums across the land to root on their beloved. From grade school to college, young boys and men lace up their cleats to take the field in an organized chaos. I LOVE FOOTBALL!! I love everything from the food to the fight songs. I love the pageantry just as much as the brutal force demonstrated on the 100 yard battleground.
I've actually already been to an Atlanta Falcons football game. I even went with my friend, Akilah instead of Gus because he had to work. But don't pity Gus one bit! We are going to Ann Arbor (the Gus-proclaimed mecca of college football) to take in a historic event. It will be the first nighttime kick off in the BIG HOUSE, as Michigan takes on long hated rival, Notre Dame. He is super-excited to take in the game on Sept. 10 and so am I. I will be sure to take plenty of pictures as we Hail the Victors. Football season is the shortest of the major sports' seasons. I guess that adds to the reverence we have for it. Must...savor...the...gridiron goodness while it lasts. I pray the players have a safe season and play the game with dignity. Fellow football fans, whoever you root for (as long as it's not the Buckeyes, Irish or Spartans) root hard and be kind to the opposition. It's fun to rib the opponents but remember, it's just a game. And one last thing, ARE YOUR READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL?!?!?
Oh my, the weekends will soon be filled with college and pro football games. I will watch a bit with Jerry... when I start screaming... I ease out of the room. I think the screaming bothers him.
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