Thanksgiving means football, family: By Jim Kelly

[PA Season Ticket Holder]

http://nfl.com/features/2002/thanksgiving/jim_kelly.html

In East Brady, Pennsylvania, where I grew up, football was our town's whole life. You ate, slept, lived, and died football, whether it was playing a pick-up game in the backyard or watching the Steelers -- or whatever game we could find -- on television.

Any day was a good day for football, but Thanksgiving always was the best because it was a full day during the week that we could watch games on television, then go outside and pretend to be our favorite NFL stars. Sometimes I was Joe Namath. Sometimes I was Terry Bradshaw, handing off to Franco Harris and throwing to Lynn Swann and John Stallworth.

[WG]

"You'd have about 10 people playing, and a lot of them never wanted to touch the ball. So sometimes it would just be sitting on the ground,..."

An allegory!

He's describing both our offense and our D here!