I used to watch Maryland basketball with him all the time. It was another sports thing that we would do together. He followed both the womens and the mens team so closely that he would follow the kids being recruited out of high school. I wasn't quite that intense about it, but I did love to watch the games with him. If I couldn't be over with him, we'd call each other. Especially during the MD/Duke games. In the last few years, I made it his "job" to call me the day of a MD basketball game....because I couldn't keep track of their schedule. Sometimes, he would forget to call me and my phone would ring at 10:00 at night....it would be him. He'd say "you aren't going to be happy with me" in a very serious tone. I'd say "what, Dad?" He'd say "well, as it turns out, Maryland played tonight, and I'm calling you to let you know, only the game ended about 5 minutes ago." And then he'd do his laugh. Since he's been gone, I can't keep track of these games, these guys, or any of it. I know he would want me to be on it, but so far I have let him down.
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