It was before a lot of things.
It was before the Landers car dealership was built at the Alcoa exit in Bryant, AR.
I know because that's where we practiced.
Wait, do you think I'm talking about the Houston Oilers of the NFL?
No, I played quarterback for one season on the Caldwell Oilers in the PFL - the peewee football league. The Houston Oilers? Are you kidding me? I was only 12!
A couple of weeks ago I told Riley to tell his football coach that I played quarterback for one season with the Oilers.
He told him.
I wish I was like Riley. He'll say just about anything I tell him to say. I wish I would say anything and everything my Heavenly Father tells me to say.
Maybe Riley has more confidence in me than I have in God. Like a man told Jesus one day, "Lord, I believe. Help my unbelief."
OK. So here's the picture. This is part of a collage my mother put together several years ago. That's me at 12 years old. Cool hair. Probably the only quarterback to ever wear #70.
I had never played quarterback before. Except a little at recess and in the front yard of the Colonial Arms Apartments in Dardanelle. But I did play quarterback for the Oilers.
And Riley told his coach. Just like I told him to.
"Lord, I believe. Help my unbelief."
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