Football season is now upon us, and this season I have decided I’m going to be hardcore. I’ve always liked watching football, and have been known to yell at television sets (especially in sports bars) but I’ve never really had a team of my own. I usually rooted for the underdog or better yet, during the whole U.S.C. vs. Longhorns game, I rooted for the Longhorns. I think I was the only one in Los Angeles to root for Texas. That may have been the sweetest win, too. Well, anywho, I’ve come to the conclusion that I need an actual team to root for this season. I have narrowed it down to three teams, giving me a better chance to have a team in the Super Bowl, and therefore me yelling at the TV. I am ready to jump on the New England bandwagon because (and yes, this was the actual reasoning) I’ve never met a clam chowder I didn’t like. Except Manhattan clam chowder, blech. I am also considering the Buccaneers. ‘Cause they’re pirates. They’ll fight for a just cause, just ‘cause. The third team, I feel, was chosen because I decided to go classic Americana. The Dallas Cowboys. How very J. Crew of me.
I think I totally got my bases covered. I think I have a fighting chance to make it all the way to the Super Bowl this year. I think I need my friends to humor me by going with me to Hooters, drinking beer, and chowing on wings.
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The Cowboys are playing New England this Sunday. Who the hell do I root for???? Ok, if it's cold, New England 'cause of the chowder, if it's warm Dallas 'cause of the...Dallas...J. Crew?
i'll go, but i won't eat wings. unless they have seitan wings!
root for whoever's winning :)
i can't believe you're a football fan. you? little natasha? weird
Bodhi, you need to know that not only am I a fan, but when the guys start running, I inadvertently start mime running. Kinda like when you were little, and your friends were playing Super Mario Brothers and little you started mime jumping. Hmmm, maybe I'm the only one who does that kinda stuff.
For the record, I had clam chowder on Sunday and the Patriots won. Yeah...I did that.
Sometimes I like to say "Ch-aah Oww-dah." Over and over and over again till someone complains. My doctor doesn't know what the problem is, but he is consulting some professionals in New England about it.
Ch-aah Oww-dah!
Are you saying it like Mayor Quimby? If so, then you have my blessing. Do you say it laying down with your shoulder in your neck?
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