Yesterday, December 16, 2012, there was a football game between the Pittsburgh Steelers and the Dallas Cowboys. The game went into overtime and the Cowboys won 27-24.
I mentioned this to a friend of mine – the biggest Cowboys fan I know and probably the most knowledgeable person I’ve ever met, regarding professional football.
“Boys won in OT. That’s gotta’ feel good.”
She came back with, “Look at you, knowing about the game.”
I’m not into sports. I had only just looked up the score online. She proceeded to tell me how her toddler, who she’s training to be a huge Cowboys fan, was running around the room screaming, “Cowboys win!” over and over.
“You raise your daughter like my mom raised me…except…I got the Chicago Cubs. It’s possibly why I’m not into sports…”
“Ouch. At least the Cowboys win sometimes.”
It’s true. Most teams can’t pull off not winning a championship for over a century. It takes skill to be founded in 1902, one of sixteen major league teams, getting only two World Series titles in 1907 and 1908. The Cubs haven’t even been in The Show since 1945.
“That’s why I root for the Nationals,” she said. “They’re new. And they’re hot.”
“Yeah, I know you love looking at the football players’ butts, too.”
“Oh my god, I do!”
I can’t help but mock her, now.
“Oh my God…look at him run in slow motion…oooh, we can rewind and slow it down…thank God for HD…”
But she trumped me.
“Actually, in the Dallas game, a running back’s pants literally came all the way down his ass on a tackle. It was fabulous. A first down and butt cheeks. It was like Christmas.”
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