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Where Fantasy Meets Reality

For the fifth (?) year now, our family has a fantasy football league.  While the family members have remained consistent, other people come and go (think ex-boyfriends).  This year brought Gordon to our league (he's a newbie to the play), but it also brought his grandfather, Gordon Jolley.

Who's that, you say?

Gordon Jolley of the Detroit Lions and Seattle Seahawks? The offensive coordinator and offensive line coach for Dixie college for 21 years as well as the baseball coach for ten?

Yep.  











Grandpa Jolley has also been inducted into the Utah Sports Hall of Fame.

I've tried to get Grandpa to talk about his glory days, but he's pretty tight-lipped about it all.  It was kinda just a job for him--a way to support his family--but after seven years in the NFL, he decided to step away himself because he was moved from being a Tight End to a Tackle...which he didn't like.

With Glo currently living with Grandpa Gordon and Grandma Jean, you might think there is a bit of smack talk happening under one roof, but no.  Grandpa Gordon popped his head around the basement wall the other night at 3 a.m. and told Glo she might want to have a look at the RB in her line-up that week--she probably would want to switch him out.

And they were opponents ;-)



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