As I mentioned in my bio, I grew up in the wake of the Colts’ exodus from Baltimore and turned to the loving arms of the Washington Redskins. I was guided there by my father, and together we cheered the Washington Redskins through three superbowl wins. Football was a bond we shared and I always treasured watching games with him.
On July 5th, Redskins Dad –my beloved father– passed away early in the morning. He taught me how to be a proper football fan. He taught me to appreciate sportsmanship and loyalty. He taught me to hate those stankin Cowboys and Eagles and Giants, but to also have respect for your enemy. He taught me to never give up and he taught me to have faith in my team. He also taught me many new swear words when Marcus Allen ran for that touchdown in the Superbowl against the Raiders. Many of my best memories of him revolve around football, and I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say that football brought us closer together.
So I hope you will all indulge me and take a moment to pay some respect and appreciation to those that got you interested in this wonderful game. We may have different teams and different loyalties, but we share the same love of the game. Let’s remember that.
Thank you
Redskins Guy
Tags: NFL Fans, Redskins, Redskins Dad



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