I remember quite vividly sitting at the 4th grade lunch table and this was played on Mondays and Fridays. It was one of the few memories I have of belonging – just because I knew the words. I didn’t understand them or football, but I wanted to belong so got swept into the moment – one less moment of feeling excluded.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDemGylLyH0&feature=youtube_gdata_player
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