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Thanksgiving turkey bowl

By Joseph Brimer

November has always been a month I look forward to. In St. George that’s when I feel like we actually get to experience fall (albeit a short-lived fall) as the temperatures stay low. It’s also the start of the holiday season and the spirit of giving comes to life. Primarily, I love November because of Thanksgiving and all the food that comes along with it. But there is one thing I always look forward to: The Turkey Bowl. Growing up, my three brothers and I would join the rest of the neighborhood kids for a LONG game of football. At the edge 10 I www.swmlife.com10 I www.swmlife.com of our neighborhood, hidden away from the rest of the world, we would meet at our own Field of Dreams. At times it felt like we had 100 kids playing football at the same time making it hard to know who was on your team. I think some of the glamour around the event was that it became socially acceptable to absolutely run over your own sibling or a friend. Speaking from experience, the bowl game was used as a way to settle some grudges! For our parents I’m sure there was upside to it, we didn’t have to bug them for a couple hours and we weren’t glued to any electronics.

The Turkey Bowl didn’t start out like that. I remember growing up with my uncles being around for the holidays who would first introduce us to a similar activity. In a dusty lot by my grandparents, we would kick a ball around and place bets. Once

we all had enough red dirt in our lungs we’d make a beeline back home for pie and board games with the rest of the family. It was then that my love for November and Thanksgiving would cement itself into my psyche.

Now, as an adult with my own kids, I still go out and play some version or another of The Turkey Bowl. But for me it’s more about creating that experience for my kids and letting them learn firsthand the power of November. I still think about all those years, playing on a dirt lot or playing at the park. To this day, playing at that park overlooking town is still one of the most surreal experiences in my life. Those we played with still like to joke about some of the fun and painful memories. I like to compare it to the ending of The Sandlot; This person is up to that, and that person it up to this. And I’m still just as excited to pass it down to the next generation!