Recently this year, I found myself at a local high school football game. I wasn't there for the football, but to watch the band. (May I insert a big THANK YOU to my family, Mom, Dad, and brothers, who sat through countless, endless games just to support me. Whew.) It was actually pretty fun (did WE act like that as teenagers?), and I may have given the band some tips on "how to annoy the cheerleaders".

The big shocker, however, is that my husband, sat through that game and told me EXACTLY what call would be made before it was announced. I was in shock. How did my science/biology wild life husband KNOW this stuff? I felt like I was on the arm of a stranger. Apparently, there is an entire football "sign" language. Roughing the passer, holding, face masking, off sides....
Twenty years of wedded bliss, and I'm married to a guy who speaks football. Who knew?
'til next time,
ei
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