I turn on the TV:
Hockey commentary.
I am ten again.
Dad’s in the family room.
Whooping
Groaning
Arguing with the ref.
I feel a rush of nostalgia.
Turn the channel.
I turn on the TV:
Hockey commentary.
I am ten again.
Dad’s in the family room.
Whooping
Groaning
Arguing with the ref.
I feel a rush of nostalgia.
Turn the channel.
Such a relatable memory to me. 😊🏒
Oh, the nights we had, back in the day, my Dad and any number of neighbourhood men arguing with the refs, from a safe place behind the TV screen.