I’m embarrassed to say, I’ve never been a football fan. Blasphemy! you say?
I don’t know what off sides has to do with anything or what the person called the running back is suppose to be doing. I did see the movie Blind Side, loved Sandra Bullock and totally understand that protecting the pretty boy, Brady-type, is paramount. But that’s it!
I feel bad at my lack of devotion to football because it’s America’s favorite past time. After all, I am an American. I don’t have a team that I follow, nor an opinion on which one of the aggressive, violent, fanatical, militant teams wins or loses. Let’s just say that I have no opinion, nor am I being judgmental in any way.
Have you ever gone to the market on Super Bowl day? This past Sunday I ran in to grab a bottle of wine to take to a Super Bowl party. Yes, I was going to a super bowl party; but only for the food.
Running into the market was no problem, running out was not an option. I felt quite lucky to have made it out alive. Evidently, I wasn’t the only one celebrating this revered holiday. I was, however, the only one not wearing a bright colored jersey with someone’s name and number on it.
I dashed by the overflowing carts piled high with cases of beer and sacks of buns and dogs. The underside of the carts were stuffed with gargantuan size bags of chips and dips. On my way to the wine isle, I couldn’t help but notice that soda was on sale for one-third the regular price…on this sacred day ONLY! I paused at the fantastic savings, then came to my senses, remembering that I was in a mine-field without a cart!!! I reluctantly passed up the bargain of the year; maybe the century which pained me greatly.
I reached the checkout/goal line and sensed the tension. The pressure was mounting as the clock ticked closer to kick off time. The fans were on edge. I jumped out of my skin when I heard the scream. A woman clad in a blue football jersey was pointing and shouting, “She has too many items in her cart for the express line!” I expected the people behind her to tackle her to the ground.
My head spun around to take note of where I was in the queue. I had to make a snap decision. Do I go off sides or stay at the one yard line? I went for the extra point and stayed!
Let’s just say there was pandemonium at Pavilions; football style!
After I recovered from the excitement at the market, we headed to our event. We knew only a few other guests, so we kept to ourselves and grazed through the food lines. The beautifully decorated home had large television screens mounted on the walls of several patios and family rooms. The comfy leather sofas, chairs and footstools were positioned so that each one faced the plethora of screens, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off the food.
The tables were adorned with a myriad of colorful salads, sandwiches oozing with cheese, hot wings and fall-off-the-bone ribs. That was just the appetizer table! We were in “Better than Football Food Heaven!”
This was the first weekend in months, maybe years that we just planted ourselves, relaxed and enjoyed a really entertaining football game. What! The word enjoyed and football in the same sentence! Who am I?
This was a banner day for me; I felt so American, actually watching quite a bit of the game. Our fellow fans were happy that the ever-winning Patriot’s lost this time around, for a change. So it seemed that all was good in the “Super Bowl World” again, with the exception of the traumatized lady in the market and the football player with the concussion that will suffer from headaches for the rest of his life.
The best part of my day was spending it with Terry. Well maybe the Banana Cream Pie and hot Chocolate Chip Cookies also had something to do with it!
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