Friday night, Blake Roberts, Zeke and Joby's friend from Fouke came up to spend the night. They had a blast. They always want me to make popcorn cooked on the stove. We had a good time together. Saturday morning it was off to the soccer field for two games. Joby and Zeke both played great and scored 1 goal each in their games. From there we drove toward Camden and met Beverly Roberts in Hope and dropped Blake off. The boys were sad that the visit was less than 24 hours long.
We had been planning to listen to the Razorbacks play Alabama as we drove to Camden, but rain delays in Tuscaloosa, meant that we only missed seeing part of the 1st quarter. What an amazing game! I don't want to sound like too much of a homer, but the hogs were magnificent, showing that they could come back from a 3 touchdown deficit. You should have seen Winfield, Zeke, Jen and I as regulation ended, and the dramatic overtime ensued. Nobody sat for the rest of the game.
Is it a sickness to actually consider falling on your knees and begging God to let your favorite college team win?
If it is...well...maybe I should see a doctor.
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