I saw a guy in the shoe dept. today telling his children (3 of them) to sit still because they had to get new shoes for the SB in NO. "IT'S THE COWBOYS YEAR", he said.
I stood there, angry because I wasn't wearing my Giants tshirt, and took in the scene. Those little kids were getting so excited, happiness all over their little faces, telling their dad what kind of shoes they wanted.
It reminded me of my dear grandmother. A stronger Giants fan I have never met. We all worshipped her so we are naturally Giants fans and will be until we leave this earth.
How many of you have rememberances of a beloved parent or grandparent or someone else sharing with you the joys of being a Giant?