Long before you ever started playing sports, your Daddy surprised me with a deep, l e n g h t y conversation about selecting the right jersey number.
And tonight, you got the call... picking your first number.
You were supposed to have your first indoor soccer practice today (see last entry for why you were not there...). Miss Kim offered to pick up your shirt for you. She called and asked you what number you wanted to be -- 12, 17, or 21. You picked 17.
"Is that ok, Daddy?"
"Sure..." Daddy replies, not getting what I'm hinting at.
"No, Daddy - is that number ok? You know... is it a good number? Did you vet it?"
"Oh no! I didn't think of that!" And immediately, Daddy starts Googling sports numbers...
After a couple minutes, I hear a giant sigh of relief. "Dizzy Dean from the Cardinals. Dizzy was 17. Pitcher. Hall of Famer. Retired number. We're good."
Of course, the search continued...
"Matt Kenseth... he's great." (Mommy agrees - I met him his rookie season and wrote a speech for him. Very, very nice guy.) "Oh, and John Havlicek from the Celtics. Ok, 17 is good."
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