Well as long as you all agree with me on everything we won't have that problem.You are welcome to stop by as long as you are not picking people to have longgggggg debate here!
Well as long as you all agree with me on everything we won't have that problem.You are welcome to stop by as long as you are not picking people to have longgggggg debate here!
Nope! [emoji41].....so can I get a Gooooooo Army????
What, are you unamerican?Nope! [emoji41]
Something we both can agree on. And you thought I argued about everything.You can get a Beat Air Force though!
True story, the day before my army dad had a fatal stroke, he asked my future plebe DS to make sure he got Army Navy tix for his old pa. My son grinned, thinking he converted grandpa to #gonavy - then said wait, which side so you want to sit on?What, are you unamerican?
We all live a bit vicariously through our children. It is the joy of being a parent, and is an earned privilege for sure. Being an Academy parent really provides some special moments in this regard, and one of those for me was taking a walk towards the gathering area with my son in the morning of the Army/Navy game last December. He had to get there early and my wife wanted to get a coffee, so we walked a couple blocks before splitting up. He of course was in the caped overcoat, and as a Plebe it was the first time he wore it, so it was pretty cool. (It was also a bit funny watching him get ticked off a while earlier trying to figure out how to button the dang cape). I loved how the whole town has all the Cadets and Mids walking around amongst themselves. Great experience.FYI: I grew up in Philadelphia seeing WP cadets & Navy MIDNS roaming around center city looking so proud & handsome. It was my dream to attend a SA, but my immigrant father who fled a war did not allow me. Only respectable career for his daughter was a teacher, pharmacist, or nurse.
Long story short, this years Army & Navy game will be special to me: a dream drifted but returned through my son
I would say the post game was still a lot of fun, and there were a lot of very sad looking Navy folks that evening.
I love that stuff. That kind of mutual respect and appreciation gives me tingles. Well, on the other hand, I always get tingles reading CaptMJ's posts. LOL.My USNA grad DH still has the WP cufflinks he swapped with a cadet at an A-N game. Doesn't wear them (think sunlight and vampires), but enjoys the memory.
I would say the post game was still a lot of fun, and there were a lot of very sad looking Navy folks that evening.
dont they say that you are only as good as your last game?To escape the wind, we "seat surfed" into a sea of Army fans (pun intended). When it became apparent they were going to win, the Army fans were crying, hugging, jumping etc. My son confessed, "I was hoping Army would win because, honestly, these people were so desperate for a victory."
After meeting up with DD, we all agreed. It's not much of a rivalry if you can't win one every 14 years. I think that's a good ratio.
Philly was super warm then, but my parents froze to death last year in Baltimore sitting on the upper deck. It was at least 10 degrees colder up there with the wind chill.