We don’t normally follow pro football very closely, and this year if you had told me the NFL took the whole year off I might have believed you because, well, let’s just say I’ve been a little distracted. (Except for this. I did hear about this.)
This year we watched the Super Bowl with some good friends who happen to be devoted Eagles fans, and very knowledgable about both teams. They knew everything about the season, the coaches, and each of the players’ Starbucks orders. So when I asked why that Patriots coach, what’s his name? Is wearing a cut up sweatshirt, they explained. And when I said, “I thought Chris Long was a quarterback?” No one made fun of me.
Our host asked if I’d heard of the Dutch Destroyer, and when I said no, he said, “It’s this really sad story about a little boy –” I interrupted before he could say anything else.
“STOP RIGHT THERE!” I said. “I’m very, very hormonal and I’m warning you that if you continue I will probably cry.”
He continued with an incredibly abbreviated, unsentimental version of the story. Halfway through his telling, BEFORE HE EVEN GOT TO THE SAD PART, I was crying. And then I continued to cry for about five minutes. I’m a riot at parties. Anyone want some wings!?
(You can watch the story here. I have still not watched it because this story is sad and beautiful and I can’t expose myself to that. I have things to do today.)
We left their house before halftime, so we could be home in enough time to the kids to bed, see the halftime show, and Google “How old is Justin Timberlake?” (OLDER THAN ME! WHOOP!)
Tom and I were completely amazed by the performance. Tom, apparently, had never seen Justin Timberlake dance before last Sunday, and he could not believe the human body could move like that.
Anna must have overheard our incredulity because she chose that exact moment, on the day she turned 12 weeks old, to roll over for the very first time. She one-upped Justin Timberlake.
LOOK! OH MY GOSH! MILESTONE! I shouted. Then I rolled her back to her belly to see if she’d do it again. And she did. And then she did it one more time.
TOM! MAKE HER HAPPY! TOM! GET IT TOGETHER!
Technically speaking, I now have four mobile kids, including one who’s losing teeth and learning to read, one who’s hair has a 34-step care regimen, one who thinks he’s done napping and has never worn clothes for more than three consecutive hours, and one who we’re still waiting to see how she’s going to completely dismantle our game plans and turn what we thought we knew on top of its head.
Considering all that, thanks in advance for excusing me if I have to be reminded, again, that Chris Long isn’t the one married to Jessica Biel, and his dad wasn’t the Howie who hosted Deal or No Deal. And surely you’ll understand if brief me on an ESPN special feature and I respond by crying through two straight quarters of the Super Bowl.
Why was the coach wearing a cut up sweatshirt? That bothered me. Not very flattering.
apparently it’s like a good luck thing. agreed, it looked terrible!!
It is an unprofessional slob thing.
All I wanted was to read a witty blogpost and see photos and videos of your cute kids while I took a break from writing another paper and now I’m a blubbering mess in the computer lab! What a story!
I grew up outside Cleveland, so I refuse to root for Bill Belichick, as I have memories of what he did to Cleveland, or didn’t do. I’m not really a Cleveland Browns fan, but his tenure in Cleveland led me to view him with contempt. Then, there is a QB who is from that state up north (as a 2 times alum from THE Ohio State University, I can’t say that word. They take back my diplomas.). I always comment that Belichick shows up for a game looking like he came to clean out his garage, not like he is coming to work, and he admitted the loss was due to his lack of appropriate coaching. He is the most unprofessional of the 32 NFL coaches, and can only be described as a slob. We root for any team which plays them, as did our friends.
And, remember, “But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”
The Bible mentions Eagles 33 times, and Patriots 0 times, which made the score a bit interesting.
Have you been watching the Olympics? I watch the skaters, and I know, that I will never, absolutely never, be that graceful. I watch the skiers and snowboarders, and my knees hurt.
Now curling…. curling is my sport. You don’t have to be born with a specific body type, or live off of poached chicken, broccoli, and carrots. Anyone can play it. No one ever talks about curling injuries, which is another plus, and it also has it’s own song, “Jeepers, creepers, where’d you get those sweepers…” No one talks about being at the rink at 5am to practice, or earlier because the ice is free. It is the perfect sport.