Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Let's Get Ready to Rumble!

I have never been a fan of football. As a child I used to resent weekends when there was nothing on TV but football. Growing up in Syracuse the fall newscasts revolved around football. When I first moved to Buffalo it seemed that everything revolved around football year 'round.

PJ, our oldest, played football in high school and we went to all of the games that we could. He was usually the smallest player on the field and I was always terrified that he'd get hurt. I never watched the ball or the play - I was totally focused on where he was. I remember vividly the time he ended up at the bottom of the pile and didn't get right back up. I was ready to go right out on the field and take care of him until the ambulance arrived. But nooooooo. John kept me in the stands. He finally got up and walked under his own power to the sidelines. I could tell he was hurting. So, OK, I get to take him to the hospital now, right? Noooooo. Leaving then, especially with worried little old me would have been humiliating. He rode the bus with the team back to school and then he went to the hospital with a broken collar bone. The men in my life and I do not see eye to eye on football.

Imagine my reaction when when BJ (who wrestled in school) told me that he had signed the boys up for Pop Warner Football! They're babies, only 9 and 5 years old. Not football!!!! Baseball, soccer, bowling - anything but football.

So this weekend was spent watching the boys play. Of course Mike was the smallest kid on the field. It rained off and on and the wind was cold. Nobody was hurt badly so I guess it was a good game.

Alex is playing flag football. No pads or helmets yet. The coaches spent more time coaching than the kids got to spend playing. He didn't get to play all that much and most of the time I think he was bored. At least the sun was shining and the weather was warmer. I love my grandsons so I'm certain I'll be going to more games this year but I doubt I'll relax enough to enjoy it!


  1. I know exactly what you mean! I am so terrified our oldest grandson will get hurt but he loves the game and the whole "we're a team of brothers" concept.
    What I can't get over is the girls so ga ga over the football players.
    A whole new experience for our grandson!

  2. I thought I might be the only one in the world who isn't a fan of football! Our son played soccer and always seemed to end up with an injury of some sort..twisted ankles, etc. and that was sometimes before the season even began! I'm not a sports fan at all, sad to say, but it was fun watching our grandson learning to play soccer on Saturday. Yes, the wind was freezing and it started to rain just as we were leaving...a lucky miss.
    You're a little mother hen Apple :)(which is a good thing to be!)

  3. I was always glad that my boys showed no interest in hockey or football when they were growing was bad enough they were into wrestling and tennis! lol My goodness, imagine your son having had a broken collar bone but yet having to be macho about it first...MEN! He's brave putting his own sons into the sport when he knows how dangerous it can be but I guess the boys will let him know if they enjoy it or not:-) Hang in there grandma!! lol xox

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