Day 215. Life continues to spiral around me in a blur of green, silver and white, with all semblance of what was before, gone. It is in a land I know and love and call home, but it is in a world I have yet to adjust to. It is […]
The day before the Super Bowl, Andrea gave the boys some large pieces of paper and encouraged them to draw signs to cheer on the Giants. They did and I believe Ben took my excitement to heart as I hung the pictures around the family room (I really loved them…I […]
The Giants first Super Bowl victory came when I was thirteen and still riding high from the New York Mets World Championship the previous fall. I remember the details so clearly. I remember sitting in the living room of my sisters house during the first half and being nervous about […]
On Sunday, I was watching the end of a football game when Benjamin came over and sat with me. He seemed a little bit interested in the game, but more interested in being near me (so sweet), until he noticed one teams helmets and logo at midfield. “Daddy, do you […]
On the way home from work, I almost got into three different accidents and “had to” lean on my horn a fourth time. The kids weren’t in the car for the first one, but the other three times, they were. Now, on a side note, I do forget myself when […]
For many, many year, the Eagles were the professional sports team that I hated the most. Like any good New York Giants fan, I despised them almost as much as I loved my beloved G-Men. Randall Cunningham was my scourge for many years as he always seemed to find some […]
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