Today was special. It was Furman's first football game, and it was a good one. Well, at least we know for sure that the first half went well against PC's Blue Hose. We caught the rest of it via moments on television since Henry, who managed to stay through the thrilling half time show, isn't feeling too great due to a bad cold. We knew it was in his best interest to get him home in time for an as-close-as-possible-to-normal-bedtime. Today was also special because Aunt Kayce drove to spend it with us and even kindly attended the Furman game sans Wofford attire. The above picture looks like we're sitting in a park or something, but it's just the beautiful and shaded family lawn section in Paladin Stadium. We were there early to make sure we heard Grandjoe's Invocation before the game.
Here's a picture of the new score board projecting Grandjoe's prayer. Yes, I took a picture during the prayer.
We didn't tailgate this time, but Henry made sure we were well fed during the game. Resistance was futile. Germs were spread. Kayce will probably be sick very soon. Oh, well. What's family for if not to take random photos and spread germs?
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