This I Believe...
Growing up, every Sunday I would go over to my dad's house. Sunday at his house during football season was “Football Sunday.” There was not one Sunday that my dad let me watch my Disney shows, but I didn’t exactly complain either. Watching football with my dad, use to be one of my favorite things. He would explain what was going on if I was lost. We would get junk food and order pizza. I knew when the game was on, not to talk, just cheer and when a bad call was on, to yell at the television.
When football season is on, football is everywhere. The scores are posted, how all the players played, and what all the players are doing outside of football. They are on the news. They are in magazines. They are posted all over
Growing up, every Sunday I would go over to my dad's house. Sunday at his house during football season was “Football Sunday.” There was not one Sunday that my dad let me watch my Disney shows, but I didn’t exactly complain either. Watching football with my dad, use to be one of my favorite things. He would explain what was going on if I was lost. We would get junk food and order pizza. I knew when the game was on, not to talk, just cheer and when a bad call was on, to yell at the television.
When football season is on, football is everywhere. The scores are posted, how all the players played, and what all the players are doing outside of football. They are on the news. They are in magazines. They are posted all over