God bless Jimmy Harper...
Many moons ago, my crabby granddad saw fit to teach me about football. My uncle played for UGA in the 70s and his parents had season tickets on the 50 yard line for 20 something years. From the time I could walk, he toted me around, making sure that I was wearing the requisite red and black, singing all the songs the Red Coat band did and loving UGA as much as the people that got to take him home after each game. He was the meanest man in the world to others but man, he loved me. Because of him, I love football.
For the many years we were apart when I lived in Germany, he methodically photographed every game, wrote notes on every picture and sent them to me with ticket stubs and programs. My favorite were always the Sugar Bowl tickets.
Granddad would have been happy to see the DAWGS in the Sugar Bowl tonight. And damn, I do look good in red and black...:)
That was one Damn Good Dog…
2 comments:
This gave me chills. Your Grandad sounds like he was a wonderful man. I'm about 10 minutes from the stadium. My Grandbaby got her first UGA onesie recently.
Go Dawgs.
Hehehe...my little monkey has a UGA cheerleader uniform that she wears every Halloween. I think she has one more year before she is going to have to upgrade.
We can't wait to get back...was just thinking of Athens when I saw the B-52s with my sister. Granddad would take me to the Varsity on campus for grilled cheese and fries everytime. He was a mean man to everyone else, but he was good to me. Grandma still lives in their place in Dexter and we are looking forward to getting out for Christmas.
:)
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