My nephew Phillip is the director of the cousins. His mind is always swirling with creative schemes: stuff to film, build, act out, paint…
But the other boys – Yeneneh (12), Gresham & Nathaniel (8) – would often rather play soccer or football than film, build, act or paint. This is usually the divide – Phillip’s persuasive skills and imaginative agenda versus the almost irresistible desire to hurt each other and score points.
This Fall both sides came together to form the PFL: Phillip-created football league. Phillip got to make; made a field out of spray paint and construction flags. Two fields, actually: “home” at his place and “away” at our house.
He somehow got uniforms for himself and his brother Nathaniel – I think Papa may have been a sponsor for those budget items.
And Phillip hired me to be Sports Illustrated.
That’s my son Gresham with the hat on and the football skillz that unfortunately skipped a generation.
The real showdown was between Nathaniel “Hands” Seay and his cousin Gresham “Tackle Not Touch” Groves on the Steelers.
A four man football game is tough to pull off. For instance, the center is also the wide receiver…the only receiver, actually.
And he’s also the kicker.
Playing three positions wears a guy out. Nathaniel went down in the last quarter but we chanted “Rudy! Rudy! Rudy!” and he was good to go again.
And of course there were (appropriately dressed) cheerleaders.
And Heisman worthy poses.
The Steelers were trailing by two touchdowns until Yeneneh scored…
and scored again.