The quieter you become the more you can hear ~ Ram Dass



Saturday, October 8, 2011

Saturday Centus #75

It's Saturday Centus again - in a nutshell, Jenny Matlock gives us a prompt from either herself or a guest submitter and then we have to write 100 words or  less related to the prompt (the prompt doesn't count toward the 100 words) Then link it up to her blog. It's open until the following Saturday, so that means you have all week to participate by either reading or writing.  The prompt is in blue.  http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%20Centus



I have fond memories of Friday night football in high school. My friends and I would go on the school bus to the games.  We weren’t so interested in football. It was more about the atmosphere and boys although there was cheering for the team, ha!

I really didn’t understand football until after I met my husband.  He was an avid fan and while dating we used to watch it every Sunday.    I would ask questions and learn.  We used to bet on teams.  At the end of the season, whoever had the most losses would cook for the Super bowl.   

10 comments:

Sue said...

Evokes some great memories. Well done!

=)

Karen S. said...

Funny how football brings back old school memories...for me too!

jfb57 said...

I like the recollection of this rather than a fictional story. Thanks for sharing!

Judie said...

Your post brought back memories to me as well! My first love played in the marching band!!

cj Schlottman said...

Thanks for taking me back to my high school days!

Kathy Felsted Usher said...

Oh how I agree, it was always about the atmosphere and who was there. I still don't quite understand the game.

Ames said...

I was with the band and didn't understand the game either. now that I go to every game for my grandson, my husband and son-in-law tell me what and why about the plays I don't understand. But it's more than that for me. I was my high schools first drum majorette an,then my daughte attended the same school, and now my grandson goes to the same school. It's the old alma mater!~Ames

gautami tripathy said...

Great writing...!!

much

Nonna Beach said...

Loved this recollection you shared !
Memory flogger time for me too. I used to go to the football games to spend time giggling and watching the boys my girlfriends and me had crushes on !!! :0)

Jenny said...

This husband is into college ball.

My first husband was a die-hard and semi-insane Browns fan.

My Grandmother was a 49er's fan, complete with a case of cold long-necks to accompany her jeers and cheers.

I am just enjoying the rest of my quiet house when football is on!

Thanks for the memories!