I don't care if he wears the jersey...as long as he gets in.

For those not familiar with family allegiances, Armin went to Duke. Kelly to Old Dominion. We have aunts and uncles from Wake Forest, UNC, Appalachian State, and George Mason.

Then there's Grandpa Jim. A UVa graduate. Not only a graduate, but a football player. If you ask Kelly, Jean, and Whitney, they believe he was known as Jim "Chicken Legs" Lacey on the gridiron. (Okay, okay...he was known as "Monk." His friends from UVa STILL call him Monk)

Well, Grandpa Jim is already trying to sway Jack's attention toward the Wahoos. He got this outfit for him at a recent weekend in Charlottesville.

Like I said, if it will get him into UVa, I'll put him in a pink football jersey.

Tackled by Daddy

Looks like a touchdown dance...with a frog...and no pants.

Nothing looks tougher than a football player riding a zebra.

Sacked for a loss.