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Making Pro Football MemoriesBy Rob Trahan(12,255)   Posted Tuesday, December 11, 2007 View All Blog Posts submitted by Rob Trahan The Oilers were my team. When I was little, my dad would take me to the Astrodome to watch Earl Campbell, Kenny Stabler, Bum Phillips and all the Luv Ya blue boys. To tell the truth, I remember going to the games but not much about them. Sure, I watched on TV religiously. But it's not the same. Five+ years ago the replacements arrived. Houston finally had an NFL team again. But it was a new era. An era of Personal Seat Licenses and Luxury Suites. Gone are the rainbow seats and the mammoth Lite Brite, er, scoreboard. They've been replaced with a retractable roof and a Jumbotron. The closest I was getting to a live professional football game was when I got Toro the mascot's autograph at the local sporting goods store. You can imagine my ecstasy, then, when a friend offered me four free tickets and a parking pass to last Sunday's epic clash between the Houston Texans and the Tampa Bay Buccaneers! Four tickets! That's one for everyone in my family. And it will help me continue the tradition of the father bringing his son to football games when the son is little (and then abandoning the idea when food on the table becomes a higher priority). Seated about halfway up in the North end zone, right above the tunnel where the Texans would emerge, we settled in for the game. On the big screen were mechanical bulls (that my son pointed out to me the rest of the game). On the field were the cheerleaders. In the stands were the drunk fans who managed to stumble in from their tailgating. The National Anthem was sung, the fireworks were shot, the coin was flipped. It was Game Time! I'd like to say my son was as involved in the game as I was. I'd like to say he didn't ask me 10 times to let him play games on my cell phone (before I finally gave in). But at least he didn't laugh when I jumped up and screamed like a mad man as Andre Davis took the opening kickoff of the second half 97 yards to the house. And he was genuinely upset when the game was over and it was time to go. The best part? The next morning I was driving him to school and he asked, "Hey Dad, who is number 11 on the Texans?" "That's Andre Davis," I replied, amazed that he remembered any number besides 59 (I'm teaching him to respect the finer points of linebacking as evidenced by future Pro Bowler DeMeco Ryans). "It was cool when he got the kick and ran it all the way back for a touchdown." Yes it was, son. Yes it was. This Blog Post has been read 268 times. Posted to ProBlogs.com on Tuesday, December 11, 2007 View other posts by Rob Trahan Comments on this blog post: No comments yet. Leave a Public Comment or Question: Your College Football Bowl Guide NFL Loses, We Win ... Finally! Flag Football: Preparation Versus Athleticism Patriots Pursuit of Perfection Pushes Forward NFL Wild Card Weekend Preview Super Bowl Storylines? There's Only One The Heisman Trophy Winner Is ... |
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