Nov 08 2007
Fully Invested
I’m about to tell you something about myself that I think will surprise the dickens out of ya.
I’m sitting here watching College Football with my cute hubby. Not because he likes it, though he does, but because I like it. In fact, I’m obsessed with it.
Surprised? Oh, it gets weirder, I promise.
Who, do you suppose, is my team of choice? The team for whom I bleed blue?
That’s right. The BYU Cougars. Yup. The school that I had a full-ride scholarship to, until they threw me out on my duff for allowing my best friend to make out with my boyfriend. Ummm…
I know, you’d think I’d be running away screaming. I was treated so completely unfairly there, and while I realize that a lot of people have great experiences there, I didn’t!
But it doesn’t matter. I’m a die-hard fan. I don’t miss a game. I bought the cable package that lets me see every single game. I schedule my life around this team.
All three of my children who talk (because one, you know, doesn’t) all yell “GO COUGS!!!” when I tell them that the time is appropriate. :-D See, I just call that responsible parenting.
Tonight, I’m blessed with a Thursday game. Ahhhh, I love Thursday games. The kids are in bed, so I can actually WATCH the whole game. AND, it leaves Saturday free for all the other important games. Because, um, (and now I’m feeling sheepish) I’m kind of obsessed with college football in general, not just my team. Hubby couldn’t be prouder. I know more about this sport and all the big name teams than any of his guy friends. Hahahaha. I will even confess that occasionally I spend an entire Saturday watching various football games while Hubby cleans the house. Hahahahahaha.
I know that this seems incongruent with everything you know about me, and I really couldn’t agree more. But I can’t examine that just now, because half-time’s over! Gotta run! Go Cougs!!!
