The lightning strike we had on our red maple tree keeps generating surprises. If something doesn’t work in the house we blame it on the electrical strike. A piece broke out of our fiberglass shower stall upstairs. It had to be the lightning. A sink stopper fell apart for no apparent reason. Yep, the lightning. Your Mom lost the crown to a major tooth (a huge piece). I’m sure it it was an electrical surge. I can’t understand why the insurance company keeps turning down those claims. What will we discover next?
Football season is beginning in earnest. Grasshopper No.2’s oldest son is now a sophomore in high school. He played football last year. I talked to him early in the summer. He was emphatic that he would not play football this year. He still intended to play basketball. Guess what? Grant is again practicing with the school football team. Somehow when you are 6’4 and solidly built, coaches have a lot of interest in you. It ain’t fair. I remember at the same age being around 5’8 and 150 pounds. Nobody was recruiting me!
Grasshopper No.4 is again coaching in the Sheboygan Youth League. It is the last year he have son Dominic on his team. Dominic has been “working out” during the summer (I wonder if painting the family home counts as exercise). Of course No.4 thinks this is going to be the best year ever. Why do all coaches think “this will be the best year ever”? I guess it is better than entering the season thinking “we suck”.
Also Grasshopper No.4 has Tommy playing in the Youth League. As a Dad, how do you manage being in two places at one time.
The UW Badgers are rated 10 in the country. Again, lofty expectations.
Coach McCarthy for the Packers is disgusted with the Team’s practice performance. Yep, things are going as expected.
People can’t find jobs, the State can’t resolve all their problems and the Federal Government is a joke in it’s effort to balance the Budget. But, we have football. Thank goodness we have football. Ready! Hut 1! Hut 2! Hut 3! Hike!
Love,
Dad