This photo, was taken in 1980 – the first time (at least in my lifetime) that the Eagles made the Superbowl.
I have some regret about not watching the game with him, in retrospect – though it totally made sense for me to be watching with my friends. (And in reality, we were all bummed and cranky by the end … so it wouldn’t exactly have been a good memory.)
He sure did love his Eagles, though … and his football in general. It’s mostly Saturday football that I remember with him. Saturday afternoons of raking leaves with him and then watching college football (as I madly made potholders to give to relatives for Christmas).
Peaceful islands of time in what was otherwise a pretty loud and chaotic place.
So yes, I associate football, oddly enough, with peacefulness. Guess I always will. And as an Eagles fan, I also associate football with wrenching roller-coaster rides of hope and disappointment … so I am prepared for the worst today, even as I hope for the best.
Being an Eagles fan builds character … 😉