The perfect day

The rest of the game is a blissful blur. High fives, big plays, and more high fives. My boys, sensing my delirium, went in for the kill. "Can we have $20 to go get cheese fries and sodas?" I passed out the money like Bruce Pearl on an in-home. I high-fived people across the aisle. I cheered for the kid running to get the tee after kickoffs. And get this - I stood for the wave.

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