We are coming up on Father's Day weekend. I am going to post up a story about my dad and if anyone wants to join in, I'd love to hear em. Doesn't have to be anything big. Just a memory about dad.
One of my fave memories about dad was actually something he did that I hated very much at the time.
It was my first day of full pads football practice. I was scared, like most other 4th graders their first day of practice in pads. I was playing and hitting very tentatively, when dad stormed onto the practice field and yanked me off of it by the jersey.
"You better start hitting harder, or I'm going to take you home." he told me.
"Take me home then." I said, embarrassed by this bullshit.
Halfway home dad told me "I just want you to be the best you can be. I just want you to play hard."
He continued talking but that's all I remember. And before we were home he had talked himself out of not letting me play and turned around.
When we got back to the practice field I was fuming, and I proceeded to take it out on the other kids and myself, running into everyone has hard as I effing could.
For a lot of years him doing this made me mad as hell. But later I appreciated him for it, because it made me pissed off, and I played far better pissed off. Shocker, I know.
Anyway, Happy Early Fathers day to my pops. I'm glad he's still around for me to tell him that.