I was raised on football.
Every Friday night was spent with field goals and touchdowns and cheerleaders and marching bands and the bright stadium lights shining onto the field….
….and kissing your boyfriend under the bleachers. 🙂
I can still remember the championship game where our team kicked the field goal in the last 20 seconds and won the game by one point.
We screamed and yelled and danced in the stands and raised our hands and cheered until our voices were hoarse.
And for that brief moment we were all united in victory.
I know that it’s all about how you play the game….
…..but sharing the winning makes it all the sweeter. Continue reading