So we just left Uccello's Sports Bar & Grill where we enjoyed a pre-Super Bowl lunch with the Trents. I married a man that I loved dearly - but had absolutely no love of sports - let alone a slight inclination toward being jock when I met him. I always imagined I'd marry someone with my competitive drive and love of /participation in sports...but I guess it was that whole 'opposites attract' thing in motion when we met.
Now, our offspring I'm proud to say share Mom's love of sports. I'm not sure if they'll have athletic talent (might inherit Dad's side of the gene pool in that regard), but they at least LOVE sports! They have favorite teams and favorite players. They recognize most sports jerseys when out in public and are none to shy about approaching a fellow sports fan with a high five.
Case in point - Alex gave multiple random and excited high fives to a woman wearing a Spartan sweatshirt today at Uccello's (she was such an enthusiastic fellow fan and seemed to get a kick out of Alex's fascination with their newly found common love). When the cheese-heads starting pouring into Uccello's, there were plenty of cheers from Mr. AJ as well!
The funniest moment however was as we were leaving. Passing the large oval/island bar, there was a man sitting by himself with a navy football jersey labeled 'Brady'. Alex runs up asking, "Are you Tom Brady from the Patriots?". Without even waiting for the man to respond, Alex shouts "Mom- it's Tom Brady!". Jim was bringing up the tail with a smile on his face, and Mr. Brady responds to Jim, "Well, I wish I was Tom Brady!".
So, Mr. Chatty (that would be Alex) chats all the way out to the car about all the sports fans at Uccello's that were his friends and how exciting it was to meet Tom Brady. There was nothing I could say to convince him otherwise.
Now - if I only I could bring him out of his shell and make him comfortable talking to strangers. He doesn't take after me at all on that front :)
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