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	<title>Comments on: Friday Night Lights</title>
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		<title>By: Pinky Bear</title>
		<link>http://frankroche.com/blog/2007/09/16/friday-night-lights/comment-page-1/#comment-340</link>
		<dc:creator>Pinky Bear</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 22:24:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was never much for football.  I do look forward to Halloween.  :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was never much for football.  I do look forward to Halloween.  <img src='http://frankroche.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Pinky Bear</title>
		<link>http://frankroche.com/blog/2007/09/16/friday-night-lights/comment-page-1/#comment-3733</link>
		<dc:creator>Pinky Bear</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 22:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was never much for football.  I do look forward to Halloween.  :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was never much for football.  I do look forward to Halloween.  <img src='http://frankroche.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Frank</title>
		<link>http://frankroche.com/blog/2007/09/16/friday-night-lights/comment-page-1/#comment-339</link>
		<dc:creator>Frank</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 20:56:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Steve, I got emotional reading this...Go, Ben, Go! That is just so great...I&#039;m proud of him from here...I mean, that is one of those really great moments, and it can carry a person for a long time...I&#039;m grinning ear-to-ear. And makes me miss that we&#039;re so far away....we miss that stuff, so we watch our friends&#039; kids do well...and root for Ben &amp; Co. from far away....say &quot;Hey&quot; to him for me. That is just great stuff.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Steve, I got emotional reading this&#8230;Go, Ben, Go! That is just so great&#8230;I&#8217;m proud of him from here&#8230;I mean, that is one of those really great moments, and it can carry a person for a long time&#8230;I&#8217;m grinning ear-to-ear. And makes me miss that we&#8217;re so far away&#8230;.we miss that stuff, so we watch our friends&#8217; kids do well&#8230;and root for Ben &#038; Co. from far away&#8230;.say &#8220;Hey&#8221; to him for me. That is just great stuff.</p>
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		<title>By: Frank</title>
		<link>http://frankroche.com/blog/2007/09/16/friday-night-lights/comment-page-1/#comment-3732</link>
		<dc:creator>Frank</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Steve, I got emotional reading this...Go, Ben, Go! That is just so great...I&#039;m proud of him from here...I mean, that is one of those really great moments, and it can carry a person for a long time...I&#039;m grinning ear-to-ear. And makes me miss that we&#039;re so far away....we miss that stuff, so we watch our friends&#039; kids do well...and root for Ben  Co. from far away....say &quot;Hey&quot; to him for me. That is just great stuff.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Steve, I got emotional reading this&#8230;Go, Ben, Go! That is just so great&#8230;I&#8217;m proud of him from here&#8230;I mean, that is one of those really great moments, and it can carry a person for a long time&#8230;I&#8217;m grinning ear-to-ear. And makes me miss that we&#8217;re so far away&#8230;.we miss that stuff, so we watch our friends&#8217; kids do well&#8230;and root for Ben  Co. from far away&#8230;.say &#8220;Hey&#8221; to him for me. That is just great stuff.</p>
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		<title>By: Steve</title>
		<link>http://frankroche.com/blog/2007/09/16/friday-night-lights/comment-page-1/#comment-338</link>
		<dc:creator>Steve</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 15:34:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This too is my favorite time of the year as well, fresh crisp mornings, football weekends and playoff baseball (which is even better this year since the Cubs are actually in the hunt for post season play!!).  

Your nephew Ben had the key play for his 6th grade team on Saturday morning.  With less than 2:00 to go in the game and the opponents pinned deep in their own territory he stripped the ball from the opposing QB and rumbled into the end zone (OK so it was only a couple of yards) for the only score of the game.  The crowd went wild, his mother cried and he was mobbed by his team.  Lynda’s reaction was a little delayed since they are all about the same size and are wearing helmets.  But when the mob cleared from the end zone here came #2 (a defensive lineman with the number 2)…jumping up and down and getting high fives from everybody.

Without a doubt it is one of the coolest things in the world to see your child succeed through their own hard work and determination in what ever their endeavor they have chosen and to have that success recognized by someone other than their parents.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This too is my favorite time of the year as well, fresh crisp mornings, football weekends and playoff baseball (which is even better this year since the Cubs are actually in the hunt for post season play!!).  </p>
<p>Your nephew Ben had the key play for his 6th grade team on Saturday morning.  With less than 2:00 to go in the game and the opponents pinned deep in their own territory he stripped the ball from the opposing QB and rumbled into the end zone (OK so it was only a couple of yards) for the only score of the game.  The crowd went wild, his mother cried and he was mobbed by his team.  Lynda’s reaction was a little delayed since they are all about the same size and are wearing helmets.  But when the mob cleared from the end zone here came #2 (a defensive lineman with the number 2)…jumping up and down and getting high fives from everybody.</p>
<p>Without a doubt it is one of the coolest things in the world to see your child succeed through their own hard work and determination in what ever their endeavor they have chosen and to have that success recognized by someone other than their parents.</p>
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		<title>By: Steve</title>
		<link>http://frankroche.com/blog/2007/09/16/friday-night-lights/comment-page-1/#comment-3731</link>
		<dc:creator>Steve</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This too is my favorite time of the year as well, fresh crisp mornings, football weekends and playoff baseball (which is even better this year since the Cubs are actually in the hunt for post season play!!).  

Your nephew Ben had the key play for his 6th grade team on Saturday morning.  With less than 2:00 to go in the game and the opponents pinned deep in their own territory he stripped the ball from the opposing QB and rumbled into the end zone (OK so it was only a couple of yards) for the only score of the game.  The crowd went wild, his mother cried and he was mobbed by his team.  Lynda’s reaction was a little delayed since they are all about the same size and are wearing helmets.  But when the mob cleared from the end zone here came #2 (a defensive lineman with the number 2)…jumping up and down and getting high fives from everybody.

Without a doubt it is one of the coolest things in the world to see your child succeed through their own hard work and determination in what ever their endeavor they have chosen and to have that success recognized by someone other than their parents.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This too is my favorite time of the year as well, fresh crisp mornings, football weekends and playoff baseball (which is even better this year since the Cubs are actually in the hunt for post season play!!).  </p>
<p>Your nephew Ben had the key play for his 6th grade team on Saturday morning.  With less than 2:00 to go in the game and the opponents pinned deep in their own territory he stripped the ball from the opposing QB and rumbled into the end zone (OK so it was only a couple of yards) for the only score of the game.  The crowd went wild, his mother cried and he was mobbed by his team.  Lynda’s reaction was a little delayed since they are all about the same size and are wearing helmets.  But when the mob cleared from the end zone here came #2 (a defensive lineman with the number 2)…jumping up and down and getting high fives from everybody.</p>
<p>Without a doubt it is one of the coolest things in the world to see your child succeed through their own hard work and determination in what ever their endeavor they have chosen and to have that success recognized by someone other than their parents.</p>
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