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| I Still Miss my Snickers Daddy |
Last year when Taylor played on an indoor soccer team, Linda went to every game. The game start times are anywhere from 7:30 p.m. all the way until 11:30 p.m. and rotate weekly. Tonight, the game is 11:30 p.m. She really wants to go watch him, but that will require not getting to bed until around 1:00 a.m. Hum... should she or shouldn't she? She is going to decide later tonight at the last minute. If she feels OK after her class and isn't too tired, she will go support him. At one 11:30 game last year there were under a dozen spectators from his team there to watch. Usually when his team plays soccer, basketball or flag football, there will be over 100 of their friends there. I even went one time to the flag football playoffs tucked inside Linda's sweatshirt. She will leave me home tonight if she does go since I'm still not 100%. The only scary part for her is leaving the sportsplex by herself. There are always lots of guys hanging around in the parking lot. Once, an opposing team waited outside to beat up our boys. The police had to come to be sure we were all safe and no one got hurt. We beat them fair and square but they accused us of cheating or something. How can you cheat if there are professional ref's calling the game? They were just sore losers. (This photo has nothing to do with Soccer or Taylor, but Linda and I have been missing Snickers the last few days and we just came across this old photo.)
