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Chapter 34
Izzie
I can’t believe I’m at the Super Bowl!
I’ve always loved watching the game on television, but there’s nothing like being at the stadium for the big event.
Every seat is filled, which makes me even more grateful that Brady invited us to share his big day.
Liam looks really excited. When the announcer introduces the San Antonio Rangers and the New York Bulls, he jumps out of his seat and cheers.
This morning, I presented him with an official Brady Thomas jersey to wear to the game, and he told me he couldn’t believe he knew a real football player with his name on a shirt.
How cute is that?
“Is he going to win?” Liam asks me.
“I hope so. But even if he doesn’t, it’s exciting just to be in the Super Bowl. Some players spend their whole careers trying and never make it. Brady is really lucky.”
“He’s not lucky, he’s the best!” Liam seems to have inherited his father’s competitive spirit, and while I hope he won’t worry too much about the outcome of this one game, I have to admit that his enthusiasm is contagious.
While Liam and his friend compare Cracker Jack prizes, I offer to get Alex another drink.
We’re in one of the fancy VIP boxes that come with a dedicated snack bar and beverage cart. This is way better than sitting in the nosebleed section and having to climb down a mountain to get to the concessions stand.
Plus, I have an unobstructed view of Brady. He looks so amazing in his uniform, with his broad shoulders and muscular thighs. All the men on the team are fit—I’ve made sure of that—but he’s really something special.
When will it be my turn to tackle him?
For a brief moment, I imagine that Brady and I are married, and that Liam and I always come to Brady’s games. In this fantasy, I’m one of those football wives who shows up on the jumbotron so often, that her makeup is always perfect, and she doesn’t even get nervous.
But I can’t think about that right now. It’s enough that Brady has invited Liam to watch him play. I can’t expect him to sign up for parent-teacher conferences and trips to the dentist’s office right away.
Baby steps.
The game begins, and Brady has never been more focused on the game than he is right now.
Playing against his old teammates seems to be working out for him, because he anticipates almost all their moves. The scoreboard lights up with every touchdown and field goal.
For a brief moment, Brady appears on the jumbotron, larger than life and ready for action, and my heart flutters.
“Do you see Brady up there?” I ask Liam.
“Whoa,” he says. “He’s a giant!”
During the halftime show, a woman in a stadium uniform approaches our row. “Is there an Isabella Williams here?”
I raise my hand. “That’s me.”
The woman reaches into her bag and pulls out a football. “This is from Mr. Thomas. He says to give it to Liam.” She looks at the little boy sitting next to me, his eyes lighting up with hope. “Is that you?”
“That’s me!” he agrees happily. The woman hands Liam the football, and he squeals when he sees that it’s been signed by every member of the team.
Then she gives me a handwritten note. Brady’s signature is at the bottom, and the note reads,So far, this is the best game of my career. You must be my good luck charm. Even coach can’t deny it.
I burst out laughing at the last part. After a rocky start in the season, it’s good to see Brady back at the top of his game.
“What does the note say?” Liam asks me.
