"Blue 24! Blue 24! Omaha! Tackle! Second down!" Cal would exclaim and then take off in a full sprint, holding a football, across our living room. Before he hit the tile just inside the front door, he'd toss the football and then throw his body onto the floor in an attempt to recover the football, which he usually did.
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| Cal's Football Partners (from left: Ball, Gorilla and Elmo) |
As if that wasn't amusing enough, Cal also held in his hands Elmo and Gorilla, two stuffed animals that were either serving as his teammates or the defense or one of each (it was hard to say). At no choice of their own, they went along with him on the sprint and then went along with the ball during the toss.
Now, Cal has a lot of stuffed animals... A LOT. What makes this story even funnier to me is that no one else has been chosen to play tackle football with him -- not Monkey, not Teddy Bay-eh, not Puppy or Skinny Monkey... not even Mickey. It's ALWAYS Elmo and Gorilla, a very mis-matched, unexpected combination of partners in Cal's game, which he continues to play even today.
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