I suppose I might as well do a Superbowl post. After all, it helps me keep track of how old I am — this is Superbowl XLIII, so I must be XLIII years old. Which is, um. Wait. That’s a ten followed by fifty, so it’s forty -, forty -, uh, forty three. I just turned 43. Makes life easier.
I cheer for two football teams — the Redskins (Dad was from the DC area) and the Patriots (Mom was from the Boston area). Since neither one even made the playoffs, I look for teams to cheer against. The Cowboys and Raiders missed the playoffs (YEAH!). I will gladly cheer against the Eagles and the Giants (NFC East non-Redskin teams). Then, if there are no teams to cheer against, I look for either a good story (Cardinals have been losers longer than me) or a classy organization (like the Steelers). So I’m gonna be real wishy-washy here and say, “I’m gonna cheer for both teams.” That’s not a cop out. If I have no compelling reason to cheer against a team, and a compelling reason to cheer for both, I will cheer for both. Read the rest of this entry ?
