Central High Spirit

Well, another Friday comes, but not without the infamous Central High jersey. Since it's casual day in the 'offices' at seminary on Friday, my hottie hubby sports his support for his little brother, Wilson. Even though we are 12 hours away, Owen is cheering Wilson on in spirit. I know he wishes he could watch Wilson play football (and the other sports to come) since this is Wilson's senior year in high school. It's quite a cool thing to see that kind of brotherly love and support. Owen genuinely misses not being able to support Wils in person. If we could travel back just one weekend to watch one of Wilson's football games, Owen would be totally amped.

Owen did get the chance to watch some of Wilson's game footage the other night. If all sports could be viewed that way, I'd be one happy camper. The video only showed the plays- no timeouts, injuries, half-time shows. Oh yeah, it was great, and it only took 30-40 minutes. This scenario for viewing all sports works well for my short attention span. I can play the sport and be totally enthralled in it, but watching someone else play for hours on end is nothing less than love.