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Showing posts with label playoff. Show all posts
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Sunday, January 16, 2022

Life Can Be A Ball

If one is a football fan which Hubby is, today is perfect.  He just watched the first of at least 3 games for the day.  It is the time of playoff and wild card games.  Dallas and Kansas City are his favorite teams.  They are playing in separate games today.  Of course, the programming folks are making certain the games have their own time slots.  Maximum advertising income.  Professional football is, after all, just a business. 

Hubby became interested in the Cowboys because of my family, possibly.  He was living in the Dallas area so it was kind of natural.  My aunt was the Executive Secretary to one of the associates of Clint Murchinson.  My family had Cowboy stickers on our cars in 1961 when few folks were paying much attention to the football team.  

The attention level ramped up pretty quickly.  Eddie LeBaron was the first quarterback.  Dandy Don Meridith was the next starting quarterback followed by Craig Morton.  The following years brought names like Roger Staubach, Danny White, Tony Romo, Troy Aikman, and the current starter Dak Prescott.  Other less known names are scattered throughout the lineage.   The quarterbacks may be the leader but without folks like Bob Lily, Lee Roy Jordon, Mel Renfro, Chuck Howley, Bob Hayes, Emmitt Kelly, Jethro Pugh, Charley Waters, Too Tall Jones, Randy White, Jason Whitten, and the list goes on and on the quarterbacks could do little.

At this moment the Cowboys are not in a good place.  Of course, there are still two quarters to play so anything can happen.  Such as the punt kicker just was hit. Roughing of the kicker penalty gave the ball back to Dallas.  And so it will go for the rest of the day, no matter the teams that are playing.

Yesterday, the ball was a golf ball.  Grandson #5 asked to go hit some golf balls with his dad at a golf range.  G#5, also, wanted his Grandpa A to come along.  Hubby pretended to me it was not something he wanted to do.  Then he winked and smiled, pleased the G#5 wanted to spend time with him, too.  This morning Hubby shared that G#5 gave him a compliment that was similar to telling a person they didn't smell bad for a fat person.  G#5 had said, "Grandpa you did good!  You did better than Dad or I thought you would".  Hubby smiled as he recounted the day with his son and grandson.  Yes, life can be a ball. 

Take care and be safe, y'all,

Janice