–Why I’ll be watching on Super Bowl Sunday, even though my homies won’t be there.
So! Did your football-team-of-choice win this weekend? Did you even…um…watch the games? I’m a purple-and-gold gal myself, (Hello?? Minnesota Mom?!) but when it became clear that the Vikings were no longer a contender (this after…oh…their second game of the season) I switched to the New England Patriots and the Green Bay Packers.
(The Pats on account of my Boston-born son, and the Packers on account of my dear friend Tina.)
(Loyal, aren’t I? But did you see how well the Packers did with me on their side?)
(Those Patriots, though, I couldn’t help.)
I watched a lot of football in general throughout the year, in part because my boys were watching it anyway but also because I enjoy the sport. Yes, you heard this mom correctly! In fact, there were times this past Sunday when I was the only one watching in the room—something to do with “computer time” for the boys and “fish tank stuff” for my husband.
Men. Just when you think you’ve found the key to their hearts…they go & change the combination.
Mixed metaphor. Sorry.
Anyway, there’s just something so convivial about following the games with the rest of the nation. It’s so larger than life—it’s so…American. Even when “your” team is out, it’s fun and—yes, I’m going to say this—even patriotic to look around and choose another.
Oh and hey, while we’re on the subject of being patriotic. You know that song they play at the beginning of the game? The one where they raise our flag and everyone stands at attention? Please don’t forget to put your hand over your heart. Please.
My father thanks you.
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