Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I whipped around today shopping a bit for the holidays.  It's the Big Game today in our town, delayed from two weeks ago by the bad air.  I don't believe in football...but...it's my Alma Mater and I have fifty years plus memories of being an undergrad and going to games, and we had season tickets a few years ago, and when I see the band marching or hear it on Thursday nights practicing, then I get competitive and want them to win, win, win.  It's in my blood.  It rained this morning but it's sunny now and a great day for the game.  I still read about all their games in the newspaper, and follow some of the NFL players like Aaron Rogers, who was an undergrad here.  It's a brutal game, and I never allowed my sons to play, but my Dad got me started when I was little, my brother played in high school, and I can't quite let the whole thing go.  I really do want my team to win.  Pathetic but true.