Ladies and Gentleman…
Boys and Girls…
Readers who are so sick about hearing about me blabber on and on and on about football…
It is my pleasure to tell you, at 3:53 IN THE MORNING, while I should be getting ready to head to the airport, that my son, Matthew “Bite Me” Jacobson will be playing in the Junior League Super Bowl next Saturday afternoon.
We pounded Franklin County, 30-8 (and might I add, we beat them both times before 30-8) and I’m not counting their eight because they were on their own 10. Gotta love that slaughter rule.
Gotta love the fact that you miss the snap on purpose, so that you don’t get the extra point, just so you can play a real game of football.
No pictures this time, just one happy child.
And one extremely proud mama.
Super Bowl Baby!!!!!!
And now I must go finish getting ready because I have a 6:30am flight and an hour drive ahead of me to get there…
Until next time…
W00t! Congrats, Titans! I know you’re proud, Heather, as well you should be. I’ll be rooting for them in the Super Bowl.
Now, get a move on! Lynchburg Regional Airport waits for no man, or woman, no matter how cool or proud they may be.
whoo hoo! Way to go Matthew (and Mama too)! My boys both play baseball so I know how proud you are of his accomplisment- especially with the injury!!
Best of luck at the Super Bowl!!
Way to go Matthew!! I don’t know much about football…so Good luck on Saturday!!
Woohoo!! We’ll be cheering Bite Me and his teammates on to Super Bowl victory!!
And you know that there is no such thing as blabbering when it comes to football.