I'm writing this while I listen to my bebes play football. They are doing amazing things. Every time they do something good, I am quite afraid I yell a lot. If something bad happens, I also yell quite a lot. Aaand, truth be told, I might be just a tiny touch... um...vicious in my desire for my team to win. This is why I don't go to the games. I tend to behave this way at the actual events, too.... I learned a long time ago it's better for me not to go to sporting events. I am not calm at them. All the warrior chick in me comes out.
Tonight as I've listened, there have been a couple of really awesome plays, including some that have just made me so very proud to know these students because of their sheer loveliness and audacity. I'm glad I stumbled across the game on the radio tonight. Now, even though I get a little silly over my team, I can do it in the safety of my own living room where I'm only a danger to myself.
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