HATE New England sports teams so much. I mean, I hate them. I don't think I could pretend to cheer for them if someone had a gun to my head. Maybe then. But only then. I'm so glad I didn't grow up around here, so as not to have made the mistake of being a fan of theirs due to geographic reasons. UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH ughhhh
Hearing my parents rooting for the Patriots since the Giants got knocked out has really made me love them a little less.
I have no idea why I HAD to write about this, but fuck, man, I did. I am so glad I won't have to deal with smug Patriots fans tomorrow, because I have a feeling there'd be some good ol' crotch-kickin'. Seriously, it is a shitty day if I, Emily, who hates snow, would rather have a snow day than deal with colleagues and students at school.
*I don't even care about football; it's just really ew right now.
So now it's fall and the smell of sweaty men and pigskin is back in the air. Hubby and I are already planning our football watching schedule. It's funny how we get into gear for this sport every year. I had to ask him, though, why I have never seen him with a fantasy football championship trophy. I thought pretty much all men who love football as much as he does entered into some sort of fantasy football league. He just doesn't do it. He would rather make his fantasy teams on the NFL game on our Xbox and play out his fantasy league there. I love watching it either way. He's a thoroughly entertaining game player. So who is your team? By marriage I must go for the NY Giants and the NY Jets....but mostly the Giants.
this week is homecoming week at my school. yay for school spirit... anyways, the school makes t-shirts every year having something to do with our mascot (a knight) destroying the enemy school's mascot. last year we played the wildcats, so the shirts depicted the knight holding a sward with skewered kittens on it. delightful, right? (we lost our homecoming football game last year) so this year we're playing the cardinals. the shirts have a picture of our knight strangling a little red bird, presumably a cardinal. problem is, the cardinal looks like a fucking chicken. our homecoming shirts show a cartoon knight choking a chicken. i laughed for about ten minutes at lunch today after seeing them. now, i have no school spirit, but i really want one of these fucking shirts.