33

Sometimes it's weird what makes me think of my dad.

I remember when I was a kid, my dad participated in the NFL pool-type thing at his work. I don't remember exactly how it worked, but somehow if the team you had scored 33 points, you won a portion or all of that week's pot. I hadn't thought of that in a long time.

Yesterday, I was watching the Philadelphia Eagles and Washington Redskins games.

The Eagles scored 33.

I thought of my dad.

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