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Below is a video of a little kid getting hit during a football game. Let us discuss a few points on this matter.
First of all, hello. What is Kiddie doing on the sidelines of a football game in the first place? Football players do not notice it, but back in the days of being Mascot on the sidelines, it can be a scary place. Fortunately, Ricki never got hit by a football player or a football. In the very first game, she got hit in the head with a tuba from the opposing team’s band. And that is why she avoided wearing the 10 pound lion’s head whenever possible for the rest of her duration as Pete. And that is all I have to say about that.
Secondly, I am really thankful that Kiddie was not hurt. But, I must point out, it was rather funny about the third time seeing that big burly player looking at Kiddie like he was supposed to be a football, feeling shock as he realized Kiddie was indeed NOT a football and then seeing him scared to death and handing Kiddie off like he was a 45,000 degree potato. Yet another reason I should not have kids. What the hell am I supposed to do with a 45,000 degree potato?
Now I must apologize for taking this kid’s story and making it all about me. I am just trying to relate y’all.
First of all, hello. What is Kiddie doing on the sidelines of a football game in the first place? Football players do not notice it, but back in the days of being Mascot on the sidelines, it can be a scary place. Fortunately, Ricki never got hit by a football player or a football. In the very first game, she got hit in the head with a tuba from the opposing team’s band. And that is why she avoided wearing the 10 pound lion’s head whenever possible for the rest of her duration as Pete. And that is all I have to say about that.
Secondly, I am really thankful that Kiddie was not hurt. But, I must point out, it was rather funny about the third time seeing that big burly player looking at Kiddie like he was supposed to be a football, feeling shock as he realized Kiddie was indeed NOT a football and then seeing him scared to death and handing Kiddie off like he was a 45,000 degree potato. Yet another reason I should not have kids. What the hell am I supposed to do with a 45,000 degree potato?
Now I must apologize for taking this kid’s story and making it all about me. I am just trying to relate y’all.
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