Well, fall’s comin’ on strong. I’ll be grateful when the heat dies down but it’s always a little sad to see the summer go. I’m still not the biggest fan of the snow and it’s just around the corner. The good thing is we got all the good sports going now. I’m quite partial to football, as you might imagine. Down South football comes in a close second to Jesus and even then the line gets a little blurry on Saturday afternoon. I played a little ball myself when I was a young man, but it sure was a different game back then. These boys they got runnin’ around now a’days just might of killed little ‘ol Gunny when I was their age. I was actually pretty big compared to the rest of my friends but I sure didn’t weigh no 200 pounds and we didn’t even keep track of the 40-yard dash.
The only problem with this time of year is the spike in blood pressure. I tell you what, when the Bulldogs go down to the swamp to play those blasted Gators I just about go hoarse yellin’ at the TV. Jenny doesn’t like the game much but she indulges me a game or two during the year. She doesn’t particularly like the hollerin’ so she usually finds a reason to leave the house. She still takes me with her to get her nails done though so I guess we’re even.
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