Yes, the Aggies lost more games than they won. But, one person that won… was me.
I got to watch boys turn into men. I got to watch a wife give her undying love not just to her family, but a team. I now understand what a “football family” means.
I got to give hugs and high fives. Occasionally, I got to say or do something motivational. Maybe I made a positive impact on just one of those kiddos’ lives.
When I was having a shitty day I got to walk into Aggie Memorial and get whisked into a world of Xs and Os, not liver functions and tumor markers. They accepted me not because of donor money, but because of love.
I got to see what’s it’s like to be a D1 football coach. Talk about an up at the butt crack of dawn and home after dark career. They sacrifice being parents and husbands to be leaders of kids trying to become men. Oh, and not on one single day is everybody happy with the head coach.
I got to see first hand what it’s like to play through the pain. I got to hold the hand of a young man during the pain of a season-ending injury. I got to be a set of mommy eyes on the sidelines.
I was able to witness young men in the midst of loss, chaos and devastation connect with their faith.
I got to hear with coaches say on the sidelines. Eek!
I got to tell sideline police officers at Arkansas State that if they didn’t protect me from the jerks in the stands, 60 men in crimson would.
I got to slap #TeamLori bracelets on a few very large wrists. (Note to self: order bigger sizes next time.)
I got to watch my beloved #21 suit up for the last time in his college career. At one point this summer when I was really, really sick, I remember wondering if I could just make it to November 30th to watch the seniors play their last game. But I’m stronger now than I was then.
No, I wasn’t their lucky charm. It’s quite the opposite. They are mine. They are my many handsome, talented, kind and hardworking #TeamLori lucky charms.
My love for the Aggies hasn’t changed due to their record. In fact, I think I love them more now than I did before. I won’t give up on them. Nope, not gonna do it.
PS – Rumor has it that this was my freshman year on the team. I hope they are planning on keeping me on the roster. ‘Cause, they are gonna have to police escort me right out of Aggie Memorial Stadium if not.