When I made my way to the field, I pass a complete car neatly arranged in the
grass "Parking Forbidden grass" signs used car lot. Influence the soccer project
with local law enforcement is impressive. I bought my ticket, call my wife found
her sitting there. Thank one's stars mobile phone, without them, I could not
find her, it happened until the end of the first half, cookies, hot dogs and all
important toilet queue.
Wait for the team through the tunnel to the scene by
the collapse of the family cheerleaders, flag - the halftime show, two people
are senior high school marching band - at the end of a high school football game
is a game to run a roller coaster thrills and excitement when the entire
football team in the marching band in front of the stands, to hold a memorial
ceremony for another band the school fight song. I have been aware of this
spectacle, is experienced first hand information, appreciation and
understanding. High school game of power and energy revitalization. The boy
without a shirt, his chest painted all the screaming through the fields, in the
back and forth their peers - against the band duel, these children have time,
their life, it is easy to fall in their drama. I don't know I've missed, I was
in high school, Alex may be part of a football team, is to give me a chance, and
I missed it when I was a student? Maybe it is better this way, as an adult, I
appreciate it.
V.I.P. The leading high school team brought a celebrity status
not only for the players, but their parents. I know only by people suddenly
stopped sharing detailed conversation with me, in the gas station, the grocery
store, coffee shop. Alex is really playing, any college approached him? Wow,
Alex is a great season, I don't know if he can play this. To tell you the truth,
I don't know what it is? He must have inherited it from his mother. This is a
great feeling of an athlete's father. You can't help, but, out of your pride in
the chest, when you hear someone on your son cheering in the stands and shouting
his name. It was an experience, I never expected.
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