I like football. I like to watch it, not play it. I'd be the guy that turned tail and ran screaming in the other direction. Definately could not play! Since we are knee deep in football season, I thought I'd ramble a bit about my love of this lovely fall sport.
My husband, who is notoriously more cheap than me, I'm frugal, he's cheap. He'll do without because he doesn't want to spend the money. I'll save over here so I can spend over there. I like to travel so my frugalistaness goes to traveling. Anyway, my husband was talked into buying season football tickets this year to his alma mater, Oklahoma State. I did the talking. He got a raise and was feeling really good and I said, 'why don't you buy them this year?' He did in a moment of weakness.
I didn't realize what a wonderful, great, loving wife I would be depicted as for talking him into buying tickets. He was so over-excited last Saturday when we arrived on campus in time for the 'Walk'. That's when the football team walks across campus to the stadium. Then, we went to some friends to visit at their tailgate set-up. All the way, he just kept saying, 'this is great!' over and over. In fact, all week, he's been saying it. I'm glad he had a good time.
Ok, I did talk him into the tickets. I did threaten the children not to complain as we were slepping all over the campus following dad around in the hot sun. But here's the secret.....I enjoyed it almost as much as he did. I like sitting out in the stands on a cool fall evening cheering and listening to the band. I've already bought our family pass to our hometown's football team. Football means fall and I like that just fine! Just don't tell the hubby that I really enjoy it. He thinks I'm the greatest wife ever right now and I don't want to spoil it!