The first scrimmage in Waller was a last minute event, and Zach had to work. That left me to handle the football gear and both kids, out of town, by my self. I didn't know where I was going and I had no clue what to expect. So I called in the troops and Aunt Lindsey came to help, God bless her! She didn't know any more about football than I did, but she was excellent moral support. She held Kamryn while I lugged blankets and ice chests out of the truck, her umbrella shaded us after mine exploded, she helped move all our stuff when we realized we were seated in the end zone, and she took pictures since my camera was out of batteries. Like I said, God bless her!
Darren did awesome. I was so proud. I called everyone on the drive home and told them how well he did. We were only supposed to scrimmage one team, but ended up scrimmaging both Waller teams, when another team didn't show up. Most of the time I had no idea where the ball was, because I was so focused on Darren, but I do know we kicked their butts. Towards the end of the second game it dawned on me that Darren never really got to touch the ball, and I wondered if this would bother him. But I asked him on the ride home, what his favorite part of the game was and he answered, "the tackling!", so I realized he didn't really care so much about the ball.
Opening Kick Off
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