Regardless of what sport you follow, if you're a fan of any team, you'll certainly relate to where this young man is coming from.

One of the worst things about being a parent is having to tell your kids something that you know will just shatter their hearts. For example, a night couple of years ago well after our kids were asleep, our family cat, Ozzy, was hit by car. I'm one of the few guys I know that likes cats, but having to break the news to my son and daughter the next day was worse than burying the cat in the backyard.

Of course it went just like I thought it might; my son, the more sensitive of the two, trying valiantly to keep a stiff upper lip, broke down into tears after being told of poor Ozzy's fate. Our daughter on the other hand, simply replied, "that's OK, we can just get another one." Needless to say, I'm concerned about her reaction when the day comes that a family member passes on. You can't just "get" a new grandparent, at least not that I'm aware of.

While he may not have lost a family pet, being told that he won't be playing football on Saturday mornings wearing the same color as his beloved Tennessee Volunteers may have been worse for this little man. With a trembling bottom lip and a sweet southern drawl in voice, he tries to wrap his mind around the fact that this season he'll be a member of "the red team".

Totally off the subject, but when will people learn to turn their smartphones sideways when shooting a video? Maybe that tip hasn't reached the south yet.