It's a strange thing really... 5 years ago, before I met my wife, I could've cared-less about a man named Tom Brady and a team called the New England Patriots. However, my wife has taught me not just to loathe the Patriots, but to really hate them!!!
As the Colts pounded the Patriots tonight, I sat there, uncharacteristically, calling Brady all sorts of names. I made fun of Belichik's baggy clothes--I really don't understand them at all--I conjured up magnanimously fictious stories about how Belichik might be a racist, especially if he beats up on Indianopolis' African American coach. The reality is, none of it makes any sense--but I owe it all to my Pittsburgh Steeler loving wife, who I've also got to thank for restoring my faith in football after Ken Anderson an the Bungles crushed it when I was but a wee little child sitting in the Silverdome in Pontiac, MI with my dad!!! Then again, Boomer did it to me a few years later... and that was that!!! (Why I don't blame Montana I'll never know... O that's right... he went to Notre Dame an I'm a Catholic! Now that makes sense...)
Then again... as a Red Sox fan I've this unnatural--and unexplainable--hatred of the Yankees! And, yes, it's rubbed off on my wife!
FYI - I'll never forgive the Yankees for taking Johnny D! That was still one of the worst days in my life...
David
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
I should note that I love the part of the United States called "New England!" And, I love the Red Sox! These are two important things that New England has produced. Furthermore, it is my goal to one day live in New England. It's simply the Patriots that I cannot stand...
Post a Comment