Friday, January 4, 2013


In case you didn't know, (or suffered some type of memory loss...been in a hole for the last several years....etc, etc) the Conklings are HUGE Wildcat fans. HUGE! 

So it comes as no surprise that we have had one FUN football season following this extra-special team, a team filled with tremendous role models, men of faith, and a coach who just seems to really "get" the purpose of life and football and does an amazing job of blending the two, but not forgetting WHY we're really put on this earth.

Unfortunately, due to a series of events (really life with two babies!), we weren't able to make a football game. It was the first time in years that we didn't make the trek to Manhattan to watch Collin Klein and Co. in action. Fortunately, though, we were able to snag ESPN channels for a really affordable rate during football season. It came in handy, as we were glued to the TV most Saturdays watching the Cats play their hearts out, Sundays and Mondays watching the fun highlights, and lots of fun specials in between. 

Our sweet babes got into the enthusiasm, especially Mackie. This season, no one could get in the way of her favorite player: Collin Klein. She'd go to bed on game nights asking if she could watch him play longer. She'd wake up asking if "his boys" had won. And it comes as no surprise that one night - when she was acting up and no other discipline measures were working - that she burst into tears when we took "Collin Klein" away and she had to go to bed without watching him and "his boys" play. 

We couldn't be happier that M picked a class-act like Collin to love. What's not to love about a player who pours his heart out for His Lord, his wife and family, and his football team? It will be a treat to see where God takes him next.

Brax, meanwhile, had his own ways of showing us his love for the Cats. Every time he saw a Powercat (usually at the Dillons check-out line), he'd have to gleefully grunt and roar in his own, cute way. He would giggle as we put him in purple and, last night while we were prepping to watch the Fiesta Bowl, we swear the kid mumbled "EMAW!"

Perhaps Brax's "big" K-State moment came at Halloween. Our mini-Bill Snyder pulled the coach off perfectly - purple leg cast and all! - at the parade and while trick-or-treating around the neighborhood. This sweet little boy's pic will even be on the scoreboard of this Saturday's men's basketball game vs. Texas. (If you're in Manhattan at the game, please take a pic! We'll be at a family commitment and can't make it.)

It may seem strange that we are infatuated with a college football team (and dress our son up as their coach), but fellow K-Staters just get it. We get nervous, anxious, and giddy on game day and want to cry for the guys when their season ends on a loss at the Fiesta Bowl (can't this team play forever and ever in Manhattan?!).

Congrats, Wildcats, on a GREAT football season! It's one to remember, that's for sure.

No comments: