The Blacksheep

I've successfully indoctrinated the older two but Nader is Irish through and through, and he's rooting against the Utes today.





I'm secretly hoping that Nader's love of all things Irish will keep me from getting scowled at when we go run errands today before the game.

10 hours later, game over, dad mourning and what do I get from my second son? "Dad who was right and who was wrong?". Taunted by a 3 year old.  Does it get better than this?