My dad was trying to get to his plane, parked at Love Field in Dallas, in a hurry to get back to Kerrville for my 8th grade football game vs Uvalde. I’d been pretty depressed because I’d sprained my wrist, two weeks prior, and had to sit out on full game, and had limited playing time in another. I was also upset because my dad commuted, via his airplane from Houston to Kerrville, and I was always worried about him. I also just wanted him there to watch me (he typically was). It was to be my first game back starting, and I was worried that I’d be placed on B team (nothing wrong with that). But I just really wanted to play in front of my dad again. Dad had had a meeting with Roger in his office earlier that morning, and had mentioned my plight. Roger told my father to swing back by the office after he’d filed his flight plan, and interrupt whatever Roger was doing at the time because he had something for me. My dad left his rent car running, hopped on the elevator, walked into Roger’s office lobby, and saw that Roger was in the boardroom with a metric fuckton of people. Not only did Roger see my dad and stop the meeting. He walked out with a signed LOI for a deal that he and Dad had been working on, and then literally ran down the hallway to his office to give my dad this, “saying, give this to Homesick, and call me tonight after his game, I want to know how he does his first game back”. My dad made the game, and when we got home, told me how good of a game I’d played, and then explained the story of how Roger walked out of the meeting to give him this. . Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk