DU_stud04
12-08-2005, 03:12 PM
this is a post from my brother in missouri, for some reason his name hasnt been cleared for the downlow yet..... anyways....
As long as I can remember my dad has loved sports; football, baseball, basketball (it did not matter as long as it was a sport. I use to make fun of him for being so crazed, I did not appreciate his passion or realize that this would affect me or my view on sports. I am thankful that he did take the time to be there and show me what Texas Football is all about. My dad's taught me to be loyal and thankful for where I'm from.
My dad is probably the number 1 Sweetwater Mustang fan. For as long as I can remember my dad has had season tickets at Mustang Bowl (50 yard line, about 6 rows up, same seats for 25 years now). He's traveled to support the Stangs no matter when or where they've played. I was probably 3 or 4 when he started taking me to games with him, and I can remember going to playoff games and loving it. The atmosphere was amazing and we would talk football all the way there and home. I can remember being in first grade when Sweetwater won state and sitting in the stands with him at Amon Carter Stadium. He's stood there at each game yelling and supporting the team year after year, coach after coach, and has seen a lot of flags added to the north end zone of the bowl.
My dad mailed me a copy of the Sweetwater/Snyder game and during halftime the camera zoomed in on the Sweetwater crowd. I wondered if I could make out where my parents were sitting. Sure enough, the camera paused on them for about 20 seconds while the Mustang fight song was playing. It brought a tear to my eye because I knew where he'd be and there they were.
When it comes to football and Sweetwater, that's pretty much what life is about. It's something special to be a Sweetwater Mustang, to wear the red and white, to know that you are part of something amazing and bigger than you. All year long you cannot wait until next season. It still kills me that I didn't play football my senior season, the biggest mistake I've ever made. I've been lucky and have been given so many amazing memories, and now I have a few more. I was home for Thanksgiving and was able to go to the Sweetwater/Iowa Park game and it was one of the best games I've ever been to. High School football is not that big up here in Missouri and Sweetwater could beat probably all of the 4A and 5A schools here. My brother and I have both graduated from HS and have moved away, but my dad still is at every game. It doesn't matter to him if he has a son on the team or not, he loves the Mustangs.
I just got off of the phone with my mom and found out that my dad was not going to be able to go to this weekend's Sweetwater/Tatum game because he has to work until 3pm and he was not sure if he would make it from Sweetwater to Texas Stadium in time (my brother and I always joked that the team wouldn't know what to do if he didn't get there before them to watch them get off of the bus). So my dad is going to fly out of Abilene at 4:30 Saturday after he gets off of work and land in Dallas at 5:15. My brother lives in Arlington (goes to UTA), and is going to pick him up and go to the game (because God knows he has to be there before kickoff). If that is not the measure of a true fan, I don't know what is.
I haven't said his name because my dad is a humble man and doesn't like much attention brought his way, but for those of you that go to the games and love Mustang Football, you know who he is. Say hi to him for me if you see him and SIC'EM STANGS!
As long as I can remember my dad has loved sports; football, baseball, basketball (it did not matter as long as it was a sport. I use to make fun of him for being so crazed, I did not appreciate his passion or realize that this would affect me or my view on sports. I am thankful that he did take the time to be there and show me what Texas Football is all about. My dad's taught me to be loyal and thankful for where I'm from.
My dad is probably the number 1 Sweetwater Mustang fan. For as long as I can remember my dad has had season tickets at Mustang Bowl (50 yard line, about 6 rows up, same seats for 25 years now). He's traveled to support the Stangs no matter when or where they've played. I was probably 3 or 4 when he started taking me to games with him, and I can remember going to playoff games and loving it. The atmosphere was amazing and we would talk football all the way there and home. I can remember being in first grade when Sweetwater won state and sitting in the stands with him at Amon Carter Stadium. He's stood there at each game yelling and supporting the team year after year, coach after coach, and has seen a lot of flags added to the north end zone of the bowl.
My dad mailed me a copy of the Sweetwater/Snyder game and during halftime the camera zoomed in on the Sweetwater crowd. I wondered if I could make out where my parents were sitting. Sure enough, the camera paused on them for about 20 seconds while the Mustang fight song was playing. It brought a tear to my eye because I knew where he'd be and there they were.
When it comes to football and Sweetwater, that's pretty much what life is about. It's something special to be a Sweetwater Mustang, to wear the red and white, to know that you are part of something amazing and bigger than you. All year long you cannot wait until next season. It still kills me that I didn't play football my senior season, the biggest mistake I've ever made. I've been lucky and have been given so many amazing memories, and now I have a few more. I was home for Thanksgiving and was able to go to the Sweetwater/Iowa Park game and it was one of the best games I've ever been to. High School football is not that big up here in Missouri and Sweetwater could beat probably all of the 4A and 5A schools here. My brother and I have both graduated from HS and have moved away, but my dad still is at every game. It doesn't matter to him if he has a son on the team or not, he loves the Mustangs.
I just got off of the phone with my mom and found out that my dad was not going to be able to go to this weekend's Sweetwater/Tatum game because he has to work until 3pm and he was not sure if he would make it from Sweetwater to Texas Stadium in time (my brother and I always joked that the team wouldn't know what to do if he didn't get there before them to watch them get off of the bus). So my dad is going to fly out of Abilene at 4:30 Saturday after he gets off of work and land in Dallas at 5:15. My brother lives in Arlington (goes to UTA), and is going to pick him up and go to the game (because God knows he has to be there before kickoff). If that is not the measure of a true fan, I don't know what is.
I haven't said his name because my dad is a humble man and doesn't like much attention brought his way, but for those of you that go to the games and love Mustang Football, you know who he is. Say hi to him for me if you see him and SIC'EM STANGS!