You know. I sit here and I write in my blog and think that the problems of the world of stick to me like a magnet. Not true. At any given time on any given day someone is underestimating someone. On Friday it was Antonio Rosa, my nephew. He sat on the bench for the first 43 minutes of his football game.
My sister called to tell me how great he did on his game so I called him to say congrats. His level of excitement was blah at best.
“You don’t sound excited.”
-”It was just a regular day” he responded in his usual slow drawl
I assumed that he was just being too cool for school with his response. Then Jessica sent me the link of the story written.
TONY ROCKED THEM BAMAS!
I read the article and grew increasingly excited by the minute. Turns out “Up to Rosa’s entry, and Eagles victory was far from certain.” Tony got his entrance to the game when two people got hurt. That part was unfortunate but the fact that he blew everybody’s mind when he entered is nothing to sneeze at. I’d like to think that Tony is just being modest and understating his role. If it was me I’d go out and buy a tee shirt with the newspaper article screened printed on it…. just in case someone missed.
I don’t get excited about football much and the only reason I know anything about it, is because my boyfriend in high school played and asked me to come watch. My friend Sherry sat there and tried to give me the gist of the game in ten minutes. I didn’t cheer when something good happened. I just sat there and acted too cool for school. So this is me now… standing on my seat… holding a sign… face painted and yelling until I’m hoarse.
“Go Tony Ro Ro! Go!”
Check it out yourselves:
| http://www.montereyherald.com/sports/ci_10403906?nclick_check=1 |
