A week is not a real long time, depending on what one is doing, but after dropping off Mijo for the first time at college, it felt great to see our Gordito on Saturday morning. We went and picked him up after their morning workout (around 10am) so he could join us and go see his Cougars playing their brown and gold scrimmage. In the big picture, it had barely been about 10 days since his last workout with the team, but they all seemed excited to see him, nonetheless.
I wanted to add a little extra surprise, so luckily, we arrived early to Georgetown, I told Wife we should go get him his favorite, the sweet and spicy burger from Whataburger, so he could eat something on the way to the scrimmage. He was happy to see us, then he was more excited to get a burger to eat as we drove. I know I have been sad and all that whining, but it is really awesome that Georgetown is only about 45 minutes away, when traffic is light.
We got to the game around 11:00am, missing the first part. Mijo started seated in the bleachers with some of his friends that graduated with him, but then he asked me if I thought it would be okay to go to the sidelines to talk with the guys. I said, "go for it, the coaches all love you, nobody is going to complain." He walked down there and the first coach to notice him quickly hugged him and pulled him into the crowd of helmets and shoulder pads. I just love sitting back and watching Mijo be so well received by all the kids, even freshmen who barely know him were giving him fist bumps, as he says he was helping them during the summer both when lifting weights and then on the tackling drills.
These kids are just a different kind of tough. I was feeling miserable just sitting there in the heat. Luckily, this started at 10am, but the few morning clouds were gone by 11am and we were sitting on aluminum bleachers absorbing that afternoon heat quickly. How can these boys run around in dark brown jerseys and black helmets in 100-degree weather and come off the field smiling and ready to hug? We hung around until 12:40, hugging and fist bumping all the familiar faces, then had to head back to Georgetown. It was a good early day for us, if you don't count the heat. We ate at Pok-E-Jo's, some mediocre brisket and ribs ($70 for three plates is ridiculous), then got Mijo back to campus by 2:15pm. We gave him a good hug, and he looked okay, no crying on any of our parts, saying we would do this again next week (he has a dentist appointment). It is nice knowing we will probably be seeing him almost every weekend, for games or maybe just for lunch.
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