The godfather of our annual Thanksgiving Day football game is Ned Stutman. He died last year from cancer.
The game, at least in my mind, has been renamed 'the Ned Bowl.'
He was from Philly and a man who appreciated "old school football." Tough players who played both offense and defense, outdoor stadiums, and guy who weren't afraid of getting dirty.
Yesterday's game was the worst weather in the 20 some odd year history of the game. It was cold, rainy, and VERY muddy. But the hard-core Ned Bowlers were out in force.
I daresay he would have been pleased.
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