Football has been an important part of my family’s life for the past twenty-five years. My husband and both of my sons played. Sadly, nobody plays anymore.
Just this year, my oldest left his spot as the starting cornerback on the University of Ottawa Gee Gees’ team to focus on a career in music. Of course, the coaches and players were sad to see him go, but they were supportive of his decision nonetheless. You can read about it in the local newspaper – Ottawa Gee-Gees ex-cornerback Zac Raynor ditches football to focus on music.
We still go to games though, and yesterday we were at Ottawa U’s home opener, handing out rally towels and tickets for the music festival my son is organizing.
Here’s a look at the brand new Ottawa Gee Gees’ stadium. It may not be Notre Dame, but for us, it’s pretty nice.
Here are the boys getting ready to hand out towels and tickets to the mad rush of fans. In the end, the stands were full to bursting. It was a good day.
Even our illustrious Prime Minister Stephen Harper was there. Things like that happen around here sometimes – we do live in the nation’s capital, after all. The boys made sure he got a towel and a ticket. As you might expect, there were also bodyguards and secret service agents everywhere, and even some guy in military fatigues stationed on top of the sports complex with a scope. It was all pretty cool.
My daughter and her friend dressed up in a horse costume for the half-time show. I won’t post the video because it didn’t turn out very well. Even with me standing at the very edge of the football field, my iPhone couldn’t get close enough. Just know that it was quite funny. Imagine six or so, two-person horses racing down the field, one stopping halfway to do a little “stanky leg” dance. Watching this was the best part of my day.
And then we came home and ate leftover pesto chicken and broccoli. It was a great Saturday all around, especially since I didn’t have to cook.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend everyone!
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