As our three sons began playing on the gridiron, football naturally became the primary language spoken in our home. I felt like a foreigner on my own turf! And the language barrier was keeping me from sharing a most important part of our family’s lives.
I needed a translator. There are no football translators in the Yellow Pages. I remembered the old adage: If it is to be, it is up to me. I dug into football like a linebacker after a fumble at the bottom of the dog pile, and the result is a tutorial designed specifically for all the moms behind the 1.8 million boys and men who play every year.
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