Watching the Green Bay Packers lose the NFC Championship game last night was a little heartbreaking for me, the passive fan. But my heartbreak was nothing compared to the sheer distress that was felt by my boyfriend, the die-hard fan. All season, I’ve watched him pummel coffee tables after dropped passes, shout obscenities after blown plays, and rant for days-on-end about missed opportunities, poor play calling, and terrible execution. Monday, January 21, 2008
Football Wisdom
Watching the Green Bay Packers lose the NFC Championship game last night was a little heartbreaking for me, the passive fan. But my heartbreak was nothing compared to the sheer distress that was felt by my boyfriend, the die-hard fan. All season, I’ve watched him pummel coffee tables after dropped passes, shout obscenities after blown plays, and rant for days-on-end about missed opportunities, poor play calling, and terrible execution.
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