[note to readers: after repeated attempts by my spouse to explain the rules of football, i fear that i am a complete girl: i do not get it. i know the basics: each team runs to one end or the other to score, trying to get downs related to yardage. but beyond that, i am constantly asking, "what just happened? what does that mean?"]
with that said, i am rooting for the arizona cardinals with all my might this coming sunday. my husband has been a cardinal fan all his life, and it's been a lonely existence. when they won the last game (see, i can't even remember what the championship is called, sorry honey), he was beyond elated. he was quiet--just soaking it all in. there were tears involved, although i think he kept most of them from me...and if you know my husband you know he doesn't really cry about anything--oh yeah, except sports. those outside the lines stories on ESPN get him every time.
but i digress. so his all-time favorite team arrived in town yesterday, because yes, we live in tampa, which happens to be the location of the superbowl. unbelievable. now how depressing is this? the tickets are so outrageously priced that he has tried and tried in vain to tag along with someone to the game. the latest pricetag we heard was $1800...for ONE TICKET. good grief. talk about shutting out the laypeople.
we're still holding out hope that at the last minute, a magic ticket will appear, and he will be able to experience the game firsthand. after all, if he has been a loyal cardinals fan his whole life, surely he deserves this, right? as i said, i'm no football fan, but even i know they have SUCKED, and big time, for most of his life.
so here's to the cardinals winning, and winning big, in our town, this coming sunday!