Those who know me know I come from a football family. My dad was a star college quarterback turned high school football coach, my brother was an all-star high school football player and went on to play college ball, my Uncle Jim was a football coach, and my brother-in-law was a high school and college football standout turned college football coach. Needless to say, my family has had quite the depth chart when it comes to athletes and coaches. I can even recall asking my dad if he would let me play 'pee-wee' football.....I settled for 'pee-wee' cheerleading.
For me, it's nostalgic. It's like I think about football and am transported years back, listening to the rolling of the boiling water while Dad made his famous boiled peanuts before the big game and I can still taste that southern coleslaw that, to this day, no one can make as good as he did. I can remember Saturdays hangin' around the house listening to my dad's side of the conversation while he and Uncle Jim stayed on the phone talking to each other for hours and dissecting every single play during Alabama football games. (My dad loved Paul 'Bear' Bryant.)
I love football, and I'm thankful for it. I love how it brings people together, gathering them around the television, the beautifully decorated tables at tailgates, while fans who long for the live scene converge on their favorite team's stadium. I love football so much so that I was actually a water girl (or hydration specialist) for my high school football team. Man did I love two-a-days (I know a number of guys who'd disagree with me on that one) but I lived for 'em.....those and Friday nights. I was even fortunate enough to give the last pre-game speech of the season my senior year; I worked so hard on that speech. You know, there is a lot to be said for the camaraderie you feel when you're a part of a team, especially a football team.
On this "Thank You Thursday", I'm so grateful to the game of football. Football gave my dad a job for years and gave him something to look forward to every weekend of every football season. Today may be just another start to a football season for many, but for my family, it marks a new beginning as my brother-in-law makes his debut as the head football coach for the Itawamba Indians. I'm so proud of all of the athletes and coaches in my family, for their discipline and their passion for the game. I've learned a lot from all of them by observing both of those traits and for that, I am most thankful.
- The Kind Cake
I believe in serendipity and I believe in things ordained by something that's infinitely bigger than me. Thank God for that.
Dad sporting my favorite number, 11, during his college football days.
My brother-in-law, Sean, with my niece, Josie, before the big game. Go Indians!!