Thursday, September 1, 2011

Come in through my window

The name is incorrect. There is a 100% rate of injury. It has caused me to miss watershed moments of friends and family. Each fall, I crack my window open

and let football sneak into my bedroom--we get naughty for the next 5 months. Come February, I take a well needed shower and ask football to rest and recover and don't forget where I live. My window is cracked open...

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