He waited the whole game to see Daddy, to hug Daddy, to let Daddy know he was there watching him from afar. He's a coach's son, born and bred. He will always watch Daddy from the stands, and maybe one day play for him on his field.
He knows football, can say football and can throw a football. He will sit in fascination and watch the game longer than any other 18 month old there ever was.
One thing is for sure if nothing else, he will always have a love for football - because he loves his Daddy, and his Daddy loves football.
He is a coach's son.
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