GI Joe loves, loves, LOVES football. He was an All State offensive lineman (whatever that is) in high school and his picture still hangs in the hallway by the gym where the kids now go to school. The football team of our junior and senior year was the stuff songs are written about and movies are made. Hello Friday Night Lights. Brief tangent: Who watches the TV series Friday Night Lights? I keep reading about it and hearing rave reviews but have yet to watch it. I loved the movie, will I like the show? Talk to me.
Anyway, our football team went from zeroes to heroes all within the span of 3 years. It was legendary. Also legendary is how #54 aka GI Joe looked in those football tights and jersey.....phew! :)
So the time has finally come and Blade is playing tackle football. I should also mention that Blade has lived for this day since he was old enough to throw a ball.
Here are a few things I've already learned just from one month of practices, 1 scrimmage, and 1 real game.
*Apparently, it is not acceptable to send your son to the first day of football camp wearing a "My Mom Rocks Shirt", even if your mom does in fact, rock. Weird.
But seriously...look at him*When your son proudly says to you after a scrimmage, "I KNOCKED THE SNOT OUT OF HIM MOMMY!" when he tackled him, you are to reply with "GREAT JOB!" not "EWWWWW, YUCK...was he ok?!"
*I feel like one of the NFL moms from the Campbell's Chunky Soup commercials every time he comes home from practice and INHALES whatever I've prepared for supper and tells me how delicious it is, as if he even tastes it.
*Apparently, trash talking by
Clearly, I still have a lot to learn.