Go Bearcats and Buckeyes!
Last Saturday was the first one with college football being played since January. I love my Buckeyes. When they won the 2002 National Championship I was beside myself with joy.
My enthusiasm has dwindled some over the years. Although, my family will vehemently deny THAT – it’s true. I used to be one of those guys that yelled at the TV and would be upset for a week if my team lost. It meant so much to me. I couldn’t stand it.
Last Saturday, at noon, there were two games on that I wanted to watch. The Buckeye’s vs Buffalo (I can’t even recall their mascot…what does that tell you?) and the Cincinnati Bearcats vs. the Purdue Boilermakers. You all may remember that my oldest son, Grant, just started at UC’s College of Architecture. He’s excited about the freedom of college life and the ability to root for someone other than a poisonous nut (a.k.a. a buckeye).
You may also know that rabid Buckeye football fans don’t miss games. They schedule weddings, birthday parties and school functions around Buckeye football. Show me a wedding reception where the schedule for a wedding fell on “game day” and I’ll show you a nearby bar that’s full of ushers and bridesmaids fighting for a glimpse of the TV in the corner. I remember those games very well. You know who you are. 🙂
On this Saturday, though, my heart was with Grant. He’d been gone from home for more than 10 days. I know that’s not THAT long, but it is when it’s the longest stretch up to this point in his life. The stretches will be longer and the time between texting and calling will get elongated. We all have that to live with.
We’re not sad about this change, because we’ve all accepted it. He was ready. We were ready. There’s no point in dwelling on it.
Like a lot of things in life, once you are honest with yourself, you can then be honest with others – and you’ll be believable. It is, after all, the first step in discovering HOPE.
Good luck Grant! Go Bearcats! I love you!