Football and Family

As far back as I can remember, I’ve loved football. Some of the earliest pictures of me feature a ball in my hand. And though my slight frame led to my football career ending far sooner than I would have liked, my love for the game never faded. That love has passed on to my son Kingston as well.

Since Kingston was in a highchair, he has been throwing a football. He loves the game (and all sports, really). He loves playing it, but he also loves learning about it. And thankfully for him, he has more size than I ever did, so he’s able to withstand the hits better than I could. I’ve written before about how he was the quarterback for his youth league team that won the championship last year. As I write this, he’s preparing for the next season. If you’re a parent reading this, I’d highly recommend signing your child up for the Parks & Recreation youth football league. The lessons they will learn will impact them far beyond the field. I know they did for me. 

Kingston and I also love going to football games together. On a Friday night in the fall, you’ll likely find us at one of the area high schools watching a game. As a kid, I did the same thing with my dad. I can’t tell you how many games and schools we went to over the years. I enjoyed them all those years ago and now I enjoy them with my son, because it’s more than just football. It’s about creating memories with those you love. Those games with my dad as a kid are snapshots of my life, as they will be for Kingston.

As much as I enjoy summer, I’m glad fall is on its way. It signals the arrival of many things: pumpkins, costumes, and the changing of the leaves. But without a doubt, it means football season is here. I can’t wait.