The Purple Nerf

Football fever is gearing up as the collegiate teams are getting into the meat of their seasons. It was on the news this morning and got me thinking about football and how I used to play all the time when I was in grade school. Of course we played with a purple nerf. It was my purple nerf and the game couldn't start until I got there. Such power. I loved that football. It was used so much that it eventually got a hole in it where the psuedo strings were. I often carried it with my finger stuck in the hole. We played before school and during recess. There were only two girls who played. Me and a girl a year older, who could outrun every one in the school - girl or boy. Our games were just two-hand touch. We always had a blast. Our school was in front of an old train depot, which was down about 25 feet, past this concrete wall. When the ball would slide through the iron fence that kept us away from the drop, there were three boys that liked to scale the tree vines to go get the ball. This also provided us amusement. They thought they were some kind of super hero and they acted up when the went for it. I always wanted to be as fast as Maria (the older, faster runner girl) - she was my idol. We were cool - we both wore red converse - chuck taylor style. They matched our red plaid uniforms so well. Of course we had to wear shorts under our uniforms - in case we were running so fast it would fly up. Yeah right - in case the boys we played with decided to pull up our skirts to see what was under there...

Those were fun times. I love a good pick up game of touch football. Wish we could have one soon. I need to get some red chuck taylor's though...