Super Bowl Sunday

Posted by Clay on February 05, 2012
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Go Pats!

I remember my first super bowl – or the first I remember watching. It was Super Bowl 4 – the Dallas Cowboys vs. the Baltimore Colts. I didn’t know much about football then, but being from Houston I was rooting for the Colts. The team I rooted for didn’t make it and never would. The Houston Oilers aren’t around anymore.

The game is less than an hour and a half as I write. I don’t have much of a vested interest in the game – I am not playing squares or betting anyone – except Olivia who’s pulling for the Giants so it doesn’t much matter to me except I’d like to see the Pats pull it out.

a WWI soldier jars a memoryWe’ll be watching the game and rooting for a close finish – down to the wire kind of game. However, today, like yesterday, I am thinking of my dad. He was a sports fan who taught me to be a fan of the game. Yesterday I was out with the scout troop at Klondike at Cantigny Park. Cantigny is named for Cantigny, France and got its name when Col. McCormick, the estate’s owner, returned from World War I. When he died, he left his estate to become a park and it hosts several scouting events each year. The park also hosts the First Division Museum, where there is quite a collection of armored vehicles (tanks) on display and one statue that reminded of my dad. I was on my way to the car when the doughboy and I crossed paths, I took a picture with my phone and posted it to Facebook – tagging it – “Thinking of my dad – 1933-2009, peacefully resting in Chateau-Thierry.” I said a quick prayer and went about the day.

A day later, I am still thinking of him and what he taught me. I know I have memories of being with dad, watching football, playing catch, listening to his stories, talking politics, playing gold and many other memories. But, I will always remember my two visits to Chateau-Thierry one to visit and one to lay him to rest with my brothers. But, for now, I will have to remember what it was like to watch football with him.

I don’t have a clue which team he’d root for, but I am rooting for the Pats who are old-school AFL vs. the Giants of old-school NFL – I just hope it is a good game! Making the Days Count, one memory at a time.

Do you have any memories of watching the big game with your father or mother?

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