Happy Father's Day

I'll never forget the first time I watched sports with my dad. I was maybe two or three and it was a NFL game: Houston Oilers vs. someone I don't remember. What I do remember was how enjoyable it was so spend some quality time with my dad.

As I got older I watched more and more sports with my dad and through that we developed a bond that many young boys develop with their fathers. I looked forward to any game that was on the T.V. Through my dad I learned what the difference between a 3-pointer and field goal was. I learned what would later become the basis of my sports writing.

A lot of people envision the world of sports as a waste of time or just something to watch on T.V. when a good show wasn't on.

I learned how sports held many great lessons about life. In life and in sports their are winners and their are losers. The winners are not always the ones who put the most points on the scoreboard and the losers are not always the ones walking to the locker room with their heads down.

Sports gives us a clear glimpse into the power of the human spirit.

We can see the paralyzed high school player make a comeback and play Division I ball.

There's an uncanny inspiration with sports that affects everyone.

Watching all those games with my dad showed me how to take the good and the bad that comes with life and how to adapt to all the changes that life has.

When I look back over the years and remember all the great moments I had with my dad I always have to smile. I'll never forget being in Rosenblat Stadium for LSU's College World Series victory. I'll never forget seeing a Nebraska game during Tom Osbourne's last season.

Those are memories that can only happen once in a lifetime and sharing them with someone else makes them even better.

This is dedicated to you Dad. You gave me a sports education that turned into an education in life and for that I am eternally grateful.

Happy Father's Day, Dad.