The start of the football season is upon us. Soon I will be spending time in my John Elway jersey sweating blue and orange in front of my TV. Already I have been through three fantasy football drafts and my marriage has stayed intact. Early on in our relationship I established that I loved Heidi more than football and that she does not have to like football, she just has to let me like it. So far that system is working out okay. I also make it a point to let her know well in advance when the games are and I have needed to sacrifice a few games for the greater good. (She knows that she is the greatest good I will ever have.) I will miss the Broncos first game on Sunday because of a church event, but should be able to see the next two in Colorado. I wanted to score a ticket to see the Chiefs get destroyed at Mile High, but the cost was too much. I am getting excited just thinking about it.
On a sad note, one of my all-time favorite Broncos, Dwayne Carswell, got cut by the team last week. Carswell was an undrafted tight end turned offensive lineman from Liberty University. He was trying to return to form after being critically injured in a car accident on the way to practice last season. (The accident was not his fault.) I am still holding on to hope that somehow the team will bring him back for another season or two. He is a good player, but a better person. I will miss seeing him on the field.