You’re Killing Me, Dad!

You’re Killing Me, Dad!

You’re Killing Me, Dad!

OK, not literally… but sorta.  For many years college football has consumed my weekends, and when I say consumed, I mean consumed.  It was football from ESPN Gameday till the game of the day for me, not leaving much time with the kids.  We did not make plans on the weekend that didn’t involve football.  A wedding on game day? Nope, not going.  While there were times when Ross liked watching football with me for minutes at a time, I took the game too serious.  Analyzing every single play in my head as if I was next in line for the top head coaching position.  First, a little about me.  I didn’t play college football, heck I didn’t even attend anything more than a community college.  I didn’t play in high school, but I did play a few snaps in one game during  Jr-High before quitting. Yup, I quit.  Playing the game just wasn’t for me, although I really love the strategies of the game.

So on to my obsession with college football. Before I offend any of you let me just say, bless your heart and ROLL TIDE.  I’m not your typical Saban era Tide fan, I’ve been a fan during the dark days.  Actually, the dark days is all I really knew until Gene Stallings and now Nick Saban came along so you can keep those thoughts inside your head.  I figured it up the other day, it’s estimated that I have spent the last 7 years (my sons age) consumed with football every weekend during the football season.  There’s approximately 16 weeks a year that’s all football, and while I didn’t watch it all week Saturday’s were designated for college football.

The way I figure things, I’ve lost 112 days off my sons life because I was too obsessed with a sport that has absolutely no real meaning to life.  When you find out that your children have a short life ahead of them, every day is special.  I’m not going to tell you that every day is a bed of roses, or that I do not get irritated with my kids (yup, even today).  What I can do is reflect on those past 112 wasted days while Ross was in much better mental health.  What fun could we have had?  An extra day to play baseball, an extra day to go fishing, an extra day to ride the lawn mower, an extra day to go camping, or an extra day to do absolutely nothing… together.

Today was the start of the new season, for me I’ve already had a new season.  I chose not to watch any football today, and even though I did not do any of the fun things mentioned above we did do absolutely nothing together.  It’s a process.  I skipped all the games, even the Alabama game which is probably on at this moment.  I’m not going to lie, I did tune in to Eli Gold (radio) just before the end of the half to see how things were going.  I’m not anti-football by ANY means, I’m just taking the necessary steps to prioritize my life and put my family first.

By all means do not think that I’m criticizing anyone for watching football!  But if you do, do it with your kids while they can still enjoy it with you.

My motto:
08 - life is short

 Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.   ~James 4:14

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