Bushrod Park ’81 (Daddy)

We went to Bushrod Park in Oakland during the holidays to go throw the pigskin around. It was too wet on the grass, so me and Daddy played on the playground blacktop. I'm out there running around, diving on the ground for the ball and all that. I skinned and scratched myself up a little bit...but I didn't give a shit. First of all, when I played, I PLAYED. It didn't matter whether it was on grass, dirt, mud, or concrete. Still doesn't today. Another thing was that I had on my brand new (Sears-bought) Raiders jersey number 7, courtesy of Santa. Yeah, it was sorry-ass Dan Pastorini, but I didn't care. Kids don't care about things like that...as far as I was concerned, it was MY number.