4 months ago, I was introduced to the "Football Season"
3 months ago, I realized I was in over my head.
2 weeks ago, I self diagnosed myself with Sunday Anxiety.
Previous to nine months ago, I watched football for only one reason: Theron. In my opinion, Theron is headed towards the NFL...and the NBA and MLB as evidence by these pictures. I don't think I'm biased, but I've been told I am, but I think they're wrong.
For the last five months the harmony of my relationship with Steven depends on the Patriots. If they win, Sundays are great! If they lose, well, it's just downright lame. Okay, that might be an exaggeration, but every joke has a little truth in it. We are into the Playoff games now, and I am seriously considering some Anxiety medication. I'm sitting here watching the Patriots play the Texans and my breathing is shallow, I'm tense, I get nervous with each Houston possession and I roll my eyes every time Brady throws a low pass. A part of me (I decline to admit how big or small that part may be) that wants the Patriots to lose; that would significantly lessen my Sunday Anxiety for the next 7 months. However, if they lose this game today, Steven might cry, and I wouldn't know what to do with that.
And because I should be studying Spanish:
Nueve meses pasado, no me gusta futbol.
Cuatro meses pasado, yo se introdujo a el "Temporada de Futbol."
Tres meses pasado, mi di cuenta de estaba encima de mi cabeza.
Dos semanas pasado, me auto diagnostico con desazon.
1 comment:
1. I totally agree.
2. Your brother is awesome :)
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