I'm a willing participant if I hang out with people who love the game...I'll watch and cheer (on a delay, because I need the prompting of the others to cheer first) with the best of them. I'll watch for hours. But I don't understand it.
Having said that, I never miss a Super Bowl. I might not know who is playing, their colors, or the name of the coaches, but where there is a group of friends and a table full of food, I'll show up! And so it was that last Sunday night, with good ole Super Bowl XLVI right here in Indiana, I put a tray of appetizers in my car and headed to Chris and Trudy's.
Liam cuddled right up next to me and asked to have his picture taken. (He really had to twist my arm on that one.)
1) Liam: "What's happening on the TV right now?"
Me: "A football game."
(He ponders that answer.)
Me: "If you need more information than that, you might want to ask someone else."
2) (Upon seeing the picture of David Phelps and me on my phone) he said, "Is that your husband?"
The Patriots take the field! (Yes, I was the ONLY Patriots fan at my party. I've promised to be loyal to them in honor of my friend Tim, who lives in New England.)
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