This was a transition year on and off the field for our Lions and for me. We went from an upperclassmen led team with some fire but no killer instinct to... eh, I'm so down about this year right now I just need to let it go for a couple weeks to let it all congeal into some sort of hate/hope goo that sits on the bottom of the baking pan of my fandom.
What was really important this year for me was the opportunity to fully integrate my two kids into my blue and white lifestyle. We had season tickets this year - for the first time in forever - and my 2 and 3 year olds went to every game with us...
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I never made it through a whole game in my seat...
I never got to see the Phyrst Family or hit the bars after the game...
I had to spend as much time apologising for inadvertent kicking as cheering...
I saw more Tailgreat cheerleaders than Tailgate chuglines...
And my daughter got a new boyfriend...
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As we all watched the McFavre train implode on Saturday, the high pitched WE ARE PENN STATE cheers at the house softened the blows a little and reminded me that passing along my love of a great university and passion for a singular way of doing things is one of the important things...
So is looking where you're throwing the ball over the middle, but that's a different story...
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