The Redskins lost this evening to the Seahawks. My good friends got together to watch the game. We yelled at the t.v. and tried to spur the Skins to a victory. We were as loud as the 12th man in Seattle, but it wasn't enough. It was fun to watch with noisy people like me. My husband doesn't like it too much when I yell. He likes his football in the quiet of our living room, with soft comments and gentle reactions. There isn't too much about me and football that is soft or gentle. Santana scored a touchdown, but he also blew several plays that could have made the difference. I will lovingly wash my jersey and put it in the closet until September.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
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