Tis' the season.....
Posted by Zoe's Dad at Monday, August 27, 2007 1:26 AM and is filed under Football Friday Nights,lsu,Family Time,Team Physician,Notre Dame,college football 
Tis the season to be jolly, fa la la la la....la la la la! It's the most wonderful time of the year..it's the hap--happiest season of all! Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry. Why? Because THERE'S NO CRYING IN FOOTBALL!!! That's right, people. In case you haven't noticed or have been unfortunately locked away in a cellar deprived of any means of communication with the outside world, football season is upon us. Am I a fan? Well, I don't bleed purple and gold, I don't have season tickets, I've never bought the all access season cable pass for the low, low price of $495 bowl games, halftime specials and overtimes not included. Your favorite team is probably subject to blackouts but pay anyway and you can watch The Tennesse Valley Inter City Squad scrimmage practices unless of course you live in Tennesee and wish to see that team because they will then have to be blacked out also...and I have actually mowed the yard on game day. On the other hand, I can honestly report (though not necessarily proudly) that I have been known to spend more than one contiguous hour, beers in an ice chest beside the chair, to reduce trips to the kitchen and the beanie weanies plated next to me enjoying some gridiron action. And yes, I have waited for halftime or a prolonged injury timeout to change an odiferous pamper or refill an empty sippy cup. Yep, come Football Saturday it's pretty safe to assume that you can find me in very close proximity to the bigscreen, remote in hand switching back and forth between the picture in picture game and the main event game DVR set to capture any of the action I may have inadvertantly missed. New twist, this year we have a laptop to keep us informed up to the second of any significant game altering events.
This year, we've added a primer to our regular Football Saturday schedule. It's not nearly like the all-consuming, energy filled sagas of Friday Night Lights (the TV show shown on...Tuesdays??) so we prefer the less imposing Football Friday Night. From my bio you know that I'm nowhere near ready to send a kid to high school. Zoë is only six "and a half, dad" and although Zane has been saying he was going to be a football man from the time he could talk he just turned five years old. They are my oldest. So how in the world have I found myself following high school football? My wife. Innumerable are the benifits of being married to such a wonderful person and as time passes by, the list continues to grow. Her latest listed perk--team physician for the local high school football team. Oh yeah, baby! Team Physician, replete with parking in the front row. She gets to stand on the sidelines ready at a moment's notice to leap into action should an injury warrant her medical expertise. Beautiful thing about it, actually there's several great perks, but one is that basically the EMT/Paramedics do all of the work. They are the hands on first guys out on the field assess the situation and treat. Rarely, if ever do they actually motion that the doc is needed. So we get to stand on the sidelines with her, enjoying the game close up as it were.
The excitement about our attending the games had been building for weeks. Even the afternoon rain showers and the threats of thunderstorms throughout the evening could not dampen their spirits. (Remind me to tell you sometime about kids and water.) Zane was stoked! He could hardly contain his excitement about being up close and in the middle of the action. Zoë was excited though noticeably less. Her interest level soared when she realized that not only were the football players on the sidelines but also....the cheerleaders. Zia and the twins could not have been more happy about the fact that Mom had ordered hot dogs. Even Zander, at 18 months and full of happiness and good intentions found a way to make the evening special for himself. At one point during the game he turned up missing only to be spied seconds later with the cheerleaders grinning ear to ear offering up our trusty umbrella. Hey, this gig has got something for everyone in the family and as a family we had an absolute blast. Our team won! Go Comets! I'm also happy to report that my wife was never called to duty. The only injury she treated all evening was the nursemaid's elbow I inadvertantly had given Zia doing helicopter swings.
Yes, sports fans, tis the season. Stock up on the brew, dust off the jerky machine, spark up the grill and make sure the remotes all have fresh batteries. It's going to be another great year of football around here and I can't wait. Best thing is, thanks to my wife, we've found a way to get the entire family involved in the excitement.
Lagniappe: Football Friday Night
This year, we've added a primer to our regular Football Saturday schedule. It's not nearly like the all-consuming, energy filled sagas of Friday Night Lights (the TV show shown on...Tuesdays??) so we prefer the less imposing Football Friday Night. From my bio you know that I'm nowhere near ready to send a kid to high school. Zoë is only six "and a half, dad" and although Zane has been saying he was going to be a football man from the time he could talk he just turned five years old. They are my oldest. So how in the world have I found myself following high school football? My wife. Innumerable are the benifits of being married to such a wonderful person and as time passes by, the list continues to grow. Her latest listed perk--team physician for the local high school football team. Oh yeah, baby! Team Physician, replete with parking in the front row. She gets to stand on the sidelines ready at a moment's notice to leap into action should an injury warrant her medical expertise. Beautiful thing about it, actually there's several great perks, but one is that basically the EMT/Paramedics do all of the work. They are the hands on first guys out on the field assess the situation and treat. Rarely, if ever do they actually motion that the doc is needed. So we get to stand on the sidelines with her, enjoying the game close up as it were.
The excitement about our attending the games had been building for weeks. Even the afternoon rain showers and the threats of thunderstorms throughout the evening could not dampen their spirits. (Remind me to tell you sometime about kids and water.) Zane was stoked! He could hardly contain his excitement about being up close and in the middle of the action. Zoë was excited though noticeably less. Her interest level soared when she realized that not only were the football players on the sidelines but also....the cheerleaders. Zia and the twins could not have been more happy about the fact that Mom had ordered hot dogs. Even Zander, at 18 months and full of happiness and good intentions found a way to make the evening special for himself. At one point during the game he turned up missing only to be spied seconds later with the cheerleaders grinning ear to ear offering up our trusty umbrella. Hey, this gig has got something for everyone in the family and as a family we had an absolute blast. Our team won! Go Comets! I'm also happy to report that my wife was never called to duty. The only injury she treated all evening was the nursemaid's elbow I inadvertantly had given Zia doing helicopter swings.
Yes, sports fans, tis the season. Stock up on the brew, dust off the jerky machine, spark up the grill and make sure the remotes all have fresh batteries. It's going to be another great year of football around here and I can't wait. Best thing is, thanks to my wife, we've found a way to get the entire family involved in the excitement.
Lagniappe: Football Friday Night
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