Countdown
to Physical Therapy Drudgedom … one day.
Well,
yesterday was the umpteenth anniversary Vaughan Turkey Bowl football game. And like many of its predecessors, this one
held its … “classic moments.” Christi
contributed to the festivities with a solid gold (sprayed gold nerf football with feather stuck in it – also sprayed gold),
brand-new (sort of, kind of hot-glued to
an old trophy frame and propped up with a spare piece of lumber) trophy to
be presented to whoever best exemplifies the nature of the game. And there were many nominees.
Micah
for his portrayal of an angry bear rushing madly at the poor, unsuspecting
quarterback.
Caleb
and Josiah for the zany plays they came up with, making an offensive possession
last a fortnight (FYI, that means
fourteen days, not a video game).
Uncle
Josh for his miraculopus (not a
typo. That’s a new word to describe an
all-new escapade) hidden ball under the back of his shirt for a touchdown.
Wiggle-foot
Jachin and his jukes and twists and fakes and turns to gain yard after yard.
Old
Cripple-knee DadDad caught a TD pass, but since he wasn’t actually in the game
at the time, there was a challenge on the play.
Replay officials are still evaluating the situation. Their decision is expected sometime in early
2019.
Five-year-old
Noa scored her first touchdown.
So
did her counterpart, Luke. He added a
classic rugby placement of the ball in the end zone (Yes, we know it was the wrong end zone, but he didn’t, and he was so
excited, that everybody on both teams cheered him anyway).
Special
mention even goes to Cory, who was invited to play, but ended up in Kansas
instead. I told him that made for one
long pass for a TD. He replied, “But I’m
open. You can make it.” The pass is still in flight. Last report was somewhere over Dallas. I guess we’ll find out next week if he muffed
it.
I
have to say, though, that the most unexpected contrivances of the game were the
post-touchdown celebrations developed by Micah, Zakary, and Jachin. “Sign my ball,” “High-kick dancers,” and
“Intricate choreography” were masterpieces this year.
When
the votes were all tallied, however, there was a problem with the ballots. Seems the first half of the paper was somehow
ripped. And since there was no policy in
place to deal with election irregularities, the trophy was awarded by last name
only. It went to … drum roll here …
Vaughan. Hmm. Not a problem, though. The entire bunch grabbed the trophy and held
it aloft. Some even kissed it for the
photo op. What a bunch. I kind of like these Vaughans.
Psalms
118:14 says, “The Lord is my strength and
my song; he has become my salvation.”
Father,
thank you for our little group of footballers.
Amen.
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