What a heartbreaker. Sure, the game was close. We were rooting for Arizona. But that isn't why I felt compelled to write about the Superbowl. I spent this Superbowl sitting with Asher at a party. There were a dozen of his friends playing outside and up on the playstation, but we sat together and watched the whole game. Excited about each advance for the Cardnials, commiserating about each downturn. This is the first time Asher has been so invested in a game on TV. We watched the entire game together until the tension got too great with 4 minutes left and he had to leave. He came back once they went ahead. With their change of fortune, he was ecstatic and gleeful. He hugged his friends and danced around the room. Then the fateful last 2 minutes. All his joy seeped out as Pittsburgh marched down the field for the lead. It was poignant to see how bad he wanted it. When Pittsburgh scored, he fought back the tears and asked if we could go. With 35 seconds left, we stayed, because you never know... But it wasn't to be.
Today will be memorable. We had such a nice father-son time, but his heart was broken with the outcome. Bittersweet.
Living the full life as a Dad, Husband, Educator, and Athlete.
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Olin and I as "Steeler Die Hards" offer our condolences. We enjoyed the game and its memorable outcome. Sutters = Cardinal fans? Hmm. At least it was a great game. AP
Asher is the Cardinal fan. I was a fan of him being interested in the game. So, maybe you could call me a surrogate fan.
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