I’m at an age at which the great experiences are mostly the ones your kids get to have, and getting to share those — to experience the kids experiencing the moments — is enough. Those are awesome.
But every once in a while, if you’re lucky, there’s the other kind, too.
I loved playing the game more than I can describe. I mean, I loved it. Craved it. Depended on it.
All day long all summer as a little kid. In a uniform (Staubach’s number 12, always) after that. Every chance I got, until the last time, more than 20 years ago.