MORE THAN A GAME

Laptop on my lap, have watched 8 hours of all the pregame shows and interviews (and my team is not playing) and still chill bumps when it all begins. First off, we would normally be at our annual friends Super Bowl Party, but yesterday I was taking Bella (our year old cocker spaniel) out on her leash and somehow she decided to run before I opened the back door and pulled me down on the brick. Ouch! No one saw it and I got right up, skinned knees but OK, or so I thought...I called Amanda and told her Bella had drug me out the back door only to land in a not so cute position, but at least no one saw me. Amanda had been cooped up a few days with a sick baby, so Micah stayed home with the boys and she and I went to eat and do a little shopping as she is redoing her living room. Wrong on the hurt part, as today as I can hardly move. That would be old age and every muscle in my body feels like it is sprained. So lots of biofreeze and the couch have been my friend today. Back to the beginning of the game....For as many years as I have watched football and I have watched a lot of games, I am always moved by the national anthem. I love the song. I feel the tears forming as they begin to scan the crowd. Today I loved Carrie Underwood singing it. I liked Queen Latifah singing America, even though she had sound trouble from the beginning. That has to be a nightmare for a singer. I watch every face of every player, every coach, think of their stories and how they made it to the BIG GAME. I wonder what they are thinking. I think of the men and women that are serving our country to keep us free. AND I always have a lump in my throat. The game begins. If my team was playing, I would be pacing, and that would be hard tonight...but since its 2 other teams, I am just watching.

I will go through all the comments and have a winner sometime tomorrow. I have a sick little one to keep so it may be later tomorrow.
Football is OVER for another year and that ALWAYS makes me SAD. Only football lovers understand that. It is the 2 minute warning and unless there is a MIRACLE, the SAINTS WILL GO MARCHING IN. Congratulations to all the Saint fans. (my hope is the old man will play one more year, but that may be wishful thinking)