It has begun.
FOOTBALL... is my favorite sport to watch. I love LOVE college football...I tolerate pro football...but in essence...all football is good. It is part of the fall season where things get even a little chilly in Florida and once in a while, I get to open the house up and maybe even (gasp) wear a sweater.
I love to have people over to "watch the game"...I love to pull out UF's orange and blue colors, wear my favorite Gator garb.....make nachos, put burgers on the grill and scream at the TV as my Gators battle for a win. My stomach is in knots before and during each game. When we win, I feel relieved for one more week...and when we lose, I will wear my Gator hat and t-shirt all day Sunday..... in a silent but visual show of loyal solidarity.
I am a Gator.
Go Gators.
But I have a new football player to watch this season. He has been out of circulation for a while, so they may have to redshirt him. He is light for his age, but his heart is pure and his work ethic is impeccable. He is incredibly cute and as smart as anyone I have ever met.
Oh, did I mention? This player is my son.
We went to get him fitted for his equipment this afternoon. He was so excited, he didn't want to take it off...
...even hours later, as he watched TV.