Some people will only watch a football game if it’s ten minutes long and accompanied by 30 minutes of riveting drama in a small Texas town.
Not me. Give me a full slate of games. On Saturday, I did the PA announcing once again for the local kid’s Super Bowl. Here’s what I learned:
Not me. Give me a full slate of games. On Saturday, I did the PA announcing once again for the local kid’s Super Bowl. Here’s what I learned:
- After the Penn State scandal, a boys football team called the Nittany Lions is a bit disconcerting.
- There is crying in football. Lots and lots of crying.
- Parents, if your kid has a last name that’s really hard to pronounce, don’t get butthurt if I pronounce it wrong.
- It’s always fun when a parent thinks I’m favoring one team over another. Uh, I don’t have a kid, let alone a kid in your game. You tell me who I’m rooting for because I frankly don’t know. Also: you’re a delight.