crazy parents

I have often wondered if crazy football parents are born or, made. Nature vs. nurture pigskin style. Our motto is neither rain nor snow, nor distance, nor overtime will keep us from watching our children play.

Tonight was a homegame scheduled to start at 6:00p.m. . However, due to circumstances in earlier games, the boys didn't begin playing until 8:00p.m.. Keep in mind we had to be at the field at 5:00.p.m.. The weather was beautiful, and the stands were packed. Tiffiany had no idea so many people showed up to watch little kids play.

The boys won quite easily tonight. They have a record of 2-1 and tonights score was 24-6. Next week is our last home game, and we take to the road traveling obscene distances with cars full of children for pee-wee football. The announcer has a great sense of humor and announced that the Lyons club would be serving a pancake breakfast if we could hold on for about 25 minutes.

We may travel 60 to 100 miles for our distance games, and while I am the first to admit this is nuts, I'm still doing it. This is our 3rd son to go the pee-wee football route and , I can't believe we're starting over with this. We still have 3 more sons(maybe they'll take up golf or something). We could be doing this for 9 more years(sweet weeping Jesus on the cross).

When Kyle played high school football they traveled all over the dadgum state to places I never even heard of . Many games were played in border towns 3-4hours distance one way. Now I know they acclimated us to this craziness in their pee-wee days, and it just gets worse.

Connor made some great plays tonight , and was thrilled to have his own cheering section with Dad, Mama, Tiffiany, Ashley, Nicole, Jonathan, Sean Patrick, Christian, Alexandra, and his life-long favorite Billie Jo and her husband,and daughters.

You go Connor !! Tackle them, strip the ball , recover it . Love Mama