the state playoffs. I could hear some soft crying from a few guys somewhere in the dark. And then another couple of guys ripping big farts and then cracking up, breaking the near silence, and telling everyone else to lighten up.

I was bummed out that my football days were over. But I didn't really feel any strong emotions about it. I actually get emotional pretty easily in movies, particularly when some soldier or parent sacrifices his own life for others. Sometimes even in dramatic sports movies. My kids play a game to see when they can spot either me or my wife with a tear in our eyes during movies. So I'm not above tears. But for some reason they never came from my own sports. Maybe my own life needs a swelling instrumental score to make me feel emotion 😉