I’m a girl. I love football. Some days I wonder if I like football more than my husband.
I was raised on football. I remember my grandmother making runzas for home football games from many years ago. I remember my grandfather going to the games. And once he passed on the tickets to my parents, he still went to games as a volunteer.
My parents now have season tickets and faithfully tailgate before every game.
It’s in my blood.
I am so pleased football season is here. I can sit on the sofa all night relaxing and watching football. And it’s perfectly ok. Not just ok, but encouraged.
Anyway, I just had to get that out there. Football season is here and this girl couldn’t be happier.
