Awesome article as always, but this one is even in a more special place!
This has inspired me and if you don't mind I would quickly like to share my own story:
My dad is a different breed. He is a man of few words, and even when he does mumble something it is even hard to make out what he may have even said. He has never been the sappy overly caring father you see in sitcoms and in TV dramas, but he has been there and been consistent all my life and for that I am thankful.
You can count on one hand probably the number of deep and meaningful life conversations my father and I have shared that was exclusive to that topic and didn't involve sports. That's not his bag, and I have never expected or longed for those. I know he loves me and I know he cares, but that is just not the love language he speaks.
His love language has always been sports, specifically High School Football. Anyone who knows him knows this is his passion and probably the reason I am logging on and plugging in to Kentucky Football every season despite being a resident of Georgia for 10 years. It probably can directly be correlated to me making an effort to speak his love language.
It is kind of a God-moment for me right now reading this article. Let me expand:
Two months ago a little boy came into the world after a LOOOONG wait that finally shifted my dad's passion. When my son was born he became a "Papaw" and now he finally has something else that drives our conversation. Ever since my son came into the world our conversations have shifted. We still talk about football probably every call, but what really gets him excited is talking about "The Little Man".
My dad has probably missed less than 10 Belfry games in the past 20 years. This weekend he was not at CAM Stadium. He was sitting with me at Athens Academy watching a big Class 1A Private clash between Athens Academy and Prince Avenue Christian. He spent all weekend holding his Grandson and the one thing I will NEVER forget was when he didn't think anyone was watching, whispering in my son's ear "Papaw will teach you all these Defenses and formations. They are in a 4-3 right now and the QB is in the shotgun with a single back and a single Tight End. Since this Tight End is going in motion it will probably be a run to wherever he goes"
Sure it was cute and heart warming, but what really got me is all the nights since he was born when it was just me and my son and I was doing a lot of the same things:
(Watching the Braves) "We have a runners on the corners and noone out. We have to get a run in here and cannot afford a strikeout or a pop up on the infield. He's got a 1-2 count so he has to just get this thing in play, so expect him to try and slap it to the right side of the infield."
(Watching UK football) "Alright bud, 3rd and Long and we are protecting a lead.Our Defense has played well all night and we just need to get off the field here. Expect UK to try and generate some pressure off the edge and force the QB to throw under the zone. Making an open field tackle will be big here."
After this weekend I am seeing there is more of my Father in me than I realized.