I take no end of grief at work for my lack of football enthusiasm.
Well, actually, I get grief for my standard response as to my lack of enthusiasm: It does not matter to me which team of overpaid, whiney steroid-monkeys wins a trophy.
I've sat and watched some amazing Super Bowls, but have never felt an anticipatory thrill, unless you count a Redskins game back when I was in undergrad and had all my college friends over for a party that year. I looked forward to that Super Bowl, but only because I was going to spend it with friends.
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I take no end of grief at work for my lack of football enthusiasm.
ReplyDeleteWell, actually, I get grief for my standard response as to my lack of enthusiasm: It does not matter to me which team of overpaid, whiney steroid-monkeys wins a trophy.
I've sat and watched some amazing Super Bowls, but have never felt an anticipatory thrill, unless you count a Redskins game back when I was in undergrad and had all my college friends over for a party that year. I looked forward to that Super Bowl, but only because I was going to spend it with friends.
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