I played hookie from work and went with Jer and my dad to watch Bray's game. Riverton was winning 40-7 so they decided to let some other kids play. I saw the coach talking to Bray and I grabbed Jer's knee and said "Coach is talking to Bray" "they are going to let him play". Braydon's team mates started grabing his pads and shaking him. You could see bray get hyped up. Then my tears started to flow. I was so excited for him. He played and did not even know that his mom and grandpa was watching. My dad had originally planed to leave that morning but changed his mind. I was scheduled to work until 7 that night. I am so glad that my dad stayed and I was able to be there too. I would never forgive my self for missing his first game. After the game Bray got in the car and said " Wow when coach told me I was going in, I thought to my self I hope mom is here." I am so proud of my son for not giving up and sticking with the team, even with his continued dissapointment. If he never plays another game we are all okay with that. I love my #48.......
