In honor of the coming football season and this Sunday night’s Band of SAHD podcast with Raiders fan JR Reed I thought I would pull up two old posts from my previous blog. The first one is a discussion with with my wife when she told me I was dating the Raiders but married to the Lakers, the second is my break up letter to the Raiders.
Married vs. Dating from January 8, 2008
On our way home from a very nice holiday party the subject of Football came up. We are in the heat of the playoffs and I lamented the fact that my Raiders were no longer prominently involved. Lately when I bring up the Raiders, and it’s not that often, Beautiful tells me she doesn’t believe me. She doesn’t believe I am a fan of the Raiders or even a Football fan in general.
How dare she! She must have had too much to drink at the party, why am I letting her drive in this condition? I asked her to pull over right away so I could issue a sobriety test, but she called me an idiot and reminded me that she is 8 months pregnant and hasn’t even had a sip tonight.
I thought it would pass but apparently Beautiful feels strongly about this subject. She said I just like saying I’m a Raiders fan for the reaction. She said I care more about story then games and being a Raider Fan is just a convenient vehicle for telling stories. She is really making me angry at this point but she is far from done.
She said there is no question I love the Lakers or the Dodgers because I talk about them a lot. She repeated a lot while making an exaggerated head nod for dramatic effect. The only time she hears me talk about the Raiders is when other people ask if I’m a fan of the Colts. I still think she is drunk at this point but it can also just be the rampant hormones in her body from the pregnancy, either way she is out of her mind. She is wading into dangerous water and I am not sure she can see the shore anymore.
She badgered me to admit she was right, but I will never do it. She is dead wrong. Hitting her stride she offered as evidence the Kobe trade talks with the Lakers against the Randy Moss draft day trade. Kobe didn’t even get traded and I talked about it every day for two months. She only heard that Moss was a Raider from an NFL broadcast. Please, you can’t compare Kobe to Moss, that is just crazy.
She said I am married to the Lakers, I am married to the Dodgers, but I am just friends with the Raiders. She said I’m not even dating them, I’m not even best friends with them, they are just people that I know and might have grown up with but they’re not in my fantasy league or anything. They weren’t invited to my wedding, hell we’re not even friends on Facebook.
Even though it’s 11 at night she demands that I give her my phone so she can call my friend Kyle. He will agree with her. I wouldn’t give her the phone, Kyle would never agree with her and besides it’s midnight in Arizona. Even if he did what does that prove, no he wouldn’t agree. Kyle may hate football but he wouldn’t question my fanhood. Would he?
HE DID!
Kate chatted with him the next day on gmail and that Judas took her side! Et tu Sezo? He said my brother Mark is married to the Raiders, but James is just friends. Can they be right? They can’t be right, I mean the Raiders and I have had some good times. Sure we have had some fights over money and the chores but who hasn’t? We may not be in love anymore but I made a commitment when I was 12 and 18 bad years can’t erase the 3 good ones!
Dear Raiders from September 8, 2008
The time has come for us to part ways. It’s not you it’s me. Wait that isn’t true. It is you, not me. When we first started this relationship you were in L.A. with my beloved Lakers and Dodgers and then you moved, albeit back to where you came from, but away from me. You left L.A. for Oakland and I should have called it quits then. But then you signed Nip and I couldn’t turn my back. But now after countless 1 or 2 year coaches who have never had a chance to put their stamp on the team, and getting rid of the one coach that was any good, it’s just too much. I’m breaking up with you for good. I have found another team. You had know this was going to happen when I moved to Indy. I got to go see the Colts a couple of times, you were there for a couple of those games too. The civic pride, the fan friendly owner (that is if you ignore Baltimore Fans), the lack of violence in the stands and around the stadium. I’ve moved on Raiders, I’m with the Colts now. It’s offical. I know you may think this is Sports Bigamy, once you pick a team as a kid that’s your team for life but the rules clearly state is the team leaves or the owner is terrible you can leave. I’m well with in my fan right here and I hope you don’t try to fight this. I will remember the good times; the Bo Jackson Monday night game, as well as the bad; the travesty in New England with M*$%^#F@#%$#% tuck rule. Let’s keep our memories and say good bye.
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