Boys of Fall...

I think I've become obsessed with the new Kenny Chesney video, The Boys of Fall. You can't simply hear the song, you must see the video.**With any luck my editor in chief will read this blog and add the link to view it. You know I don't know how to do that! If not, you'll have to google it...sorry. It is sweet, amazing, brings back a LOT of memories and I'm not sure I can think of a bad memory involving Friday night football. Although this particular post includes pictures of my own little Friday night hero, I will pay tribute to the "gals" of Friday night football in a future post. We were never short on cheering for The Boys of Fall!

Editor's note: To view the video click here.

I think the lyrics to this song are so good. I love the clips of the players, coaches, the "pep talks" but mostly I love the boys, the game, coming together, lessons, the taste of victory and the agony of defeat. We grow in both.

I like it when they chant "last play"....talking about your last play - what will they remember you by. It's interesting, motivating and fun to think of it in the world of sports, and challenging when we think of it in terms of furthering the kingdom. What do I want my last play to be for the sake of Jesus Christ? What do I want to be remembered by?

Several of the coaches made excellent points. Don't look too far into the future, live in the moment of now, with each other...great point. Make the most of today. You will miss the feeling of playing the game, anticipating the game, the pep rallies, butterflies...all that IS Friday night football. You get that feeling when you get married, have children...you will have that feeling, just not on a regular basis...embrace it while you can.

A coach says this: anybody can be a leader, first in line when things are going great~the test is when you battle through the tough times, when things aren't perfect...where do you stand?

Lyrics say this: I've got your back when your back's against the wall~you mess with one man...you've got us all...

United, a brotherhood, regardless of what you face, you're not alone. You have someone's back, and they have yours. Praying over a team mate that loses a father, one that loses a mother to cancer, watching buses leave with team mates that you call friend, not knowing when your path will cross again...battling through the tough times. Sometimes it is more than just a game.

And finally...the most important, the little guys...where dreams begin. I LOVE the footage of all the little kids, the advice the men that played the game give. I literally watched this 50 times today and smiled every single time.

For a special someone in my own circle that is chasing a dream but living in the reality of what it costs...I love you more than any words could ever say. May God bless you and keep you until the road leads home~
xoxo,

Hats off to The Boys of Fall...Dream Big
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