Mema scurries around the house. She’s looking for something very important on this Game Day. Her beloved Ohio State Buckeyes are facing that team up north (aka Michigan Wolverines) in the “Big Game.”
Kick-off is about 20 minutes away, and she needs to be holding on to her lucky pigskin. She calls out, “Has anyone seen my football?”
No one responds. Her husband is in the kitchen cooking up some game time snacks, and her two young grandchildren are playing in the backyard.
Hearing a commotion coming from the yard, Mema looks out to see a quick improvisation of the “Big Game.” Some of the neighborhood kids are dressed in the Buckeyes’ scarlet and gray. A few others are decked out in their Wolverines’ blue and maize.
As her eyes scan the game field, she notices her beloved pigskin. For right now, it is “the” game ball for this sandlot contest.
Kick-off for the real “Big Game” is just minutes away, and this backyard, gridiron classic needs to wrap up its final play . . . pronto!
With time running out, Mema steps out into the yard. She huddles up with her tandem of receivers (grandson and granddaughter). Few know that she possesses a pretty darn good arm herself.
In the huddle, Mema is holding her precious football. She diagrams the final play with two simple, dynamic words . . . “Go Long!”