Cougar Football

Sports is like a drug; it is absolutely addicting. For years I spent 3, 4, sometimes 5 hours every weekend watching sports. Then one day I just stopped caring so much. Don't get me wrong: I’m not entirely uninterested in sports. I do enjoy the drama of good competition, and I’m even interested in how some teams perform (such as BYU), so I’ll watch things once in a while. When Regan called the other day with an offer for tickets to go watch BYU wax Wyoming, I thought it would be fun, especially since Clayton could come, too.


It was a fun afternoon with Regan, London, and Clayton. We parked at the Marriott Center and walked to the stadium. BYU crushed Wyoming 44-0. Clayton and London seemed to have a lot of fun together, and I enjoyed the time with them and Regan, too.


I also enjoyed answering question after question for Clayton. He wanted to know the intricacies of the game. He's quite excited about it all, which reminds me a bit of me when I was growing up and friends dubbed me "Mr. BYU." Lately, I've grown dangerously close to an inability to recognize names of star athletes, and now my son is just starting to get interested! I just really hope he doesn't get so consumed as I did. Since I stopped almost five years ago, I have really felt free. I didn't see that stuff as an addiction then, but now it is clear to me that it was. Even so, Goooooo Cougars!