Sunday football. Not that Bossy watches the game anymore, although years back Bossy used to love it so much it was like church. Bossy isn’t so much into watching all of the tackling and hitting and tackling and tackling anymore, but she still enjoys when the family gets together to watch. Here Bossy’s father and Bossy’s brother bond over the Eagles rising status among the field of teams.
Bossy’s brother is still just a little kid, isn’t he 🙂
I know the feeling. I’m a Redskins fan- which is a little like being a rape victim- and I’m just about over watching football.
Somewhere, some place down the line, it’s just not doin’ it for me anymore.
PATRIOTS!!!
Patriots, shmatriots. Go Colts!
Been there, lived that, decades ago. But I’m with you — nothing like a family huddled around a warm television for some bludgeoning.