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As a father, you have to be the bug killer, toy fixer, joke teller, scary sound silencer, bad dream rescuer, hide & seek finder, fort builder, high-five giver, and game inventor.  But fatherhood is not quite the easy road that Ward Cleaver used to make it look like. It can be stressful, crazy, exhausting, confusing, embarrassing, scary, and many other things.  Fatherhood is rewarding but it has its days. Days when you cannot seem to do anything right. Days when nothing goes the way you want it to. Days when you made corn dogs and macaroni & cheese for lunch but they wanted chicken. (That last one is from personal experience) And there are days to where you are at the brink of tears. And there are quiet times where you think to yourself “Am I a good enough to do this dad thing?” We have all been there, I know I have! Sometimes it can be a real struggle.  But no matter how many “bad” days you have, there are the days where you get tackled at the door by your kids

Photo by CBS Sports Let me start this blog by stating that I have been a lifelong Oklahoma Sooners fan, as are my parents, grandparents, and most of my extended family. I am 35 years old, so most of what I remember about Sooner football has been the Bob Stoops era. I was a Junior at Okay High School on December 1, 1998 when Bob Stoops became the head coach of “my team”. I had never heard the name Bob Stoops nor could I really remember the Sooners being a winning program or a prominent fixture on the national stage. I had heard all about Bud and Barry, Joe Washington and Brian Bozworth, Steve Owens and Billy Simms, but all of those were before my time. The Oklahoma Sooners I knew were Howard Schnellenberger, John Blake, and mediocrity. Not exactly a great team. Enter Bob Stoops. Stoops came to Oklahoma with no head coaching experience, but had been on coaching staffs at Iowa, Kent State, Kansas State, and Florida. And the program he was taking over was not in idea