I've always had a thing for football. It started a very long time ago, I suppose from watching how my dad liked his Miami Dolphins in the Dan Marino days.
In an early grade, we had an assignment to write a poem about what life would be like if we were an object. I wrote about being a football.
In the Nov/Dec 2012 issue of "Woman," I used football references:
Now one of the main characters in my work-in-progress novel, which begins in the late 1990's, is a big fan of the Minnesota Vikings, particularly Randall Cunningham.
I'm a Bills fan myself, but there aren't any teams or players that I "hate." I just enjoy the game, and I think of my dad whenever the Bills play his Dolphins.
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