Monday night football is an American right….seriously, right after bear arms …& thighs right? Anyway, FOOTBALL is a way of life in the US. Now, I meant to say American football…I get lots of confusion since most of world thinks what I thought was soccer, is football (sorry Posh).
Mondays are tough. Without “something”to look forward to, Mondays would be hell. That shocking 1st day back but brain still not fully recharged, need brain numbing, kind of day. Like 1 day of crash diet…DRAMA.
Alas, Football was created! A reason not to kill the copier or cuss out the water depatment. Just a few more hours & my Browns will destroy (or at least make good showing & lots of heart) against the Eagles.
Don’t get me wrong, I picked Eagles vs Giants…so I am just going on sheer dumb gut team loyalty. BROWNS…despite the snowbowl & lean years. I have a feeling, we are due.
So…like my Browns, I will conquer this Monday! I will not allow “trash talk” to get me down. Team mates & peers negative outlooks won’t get me down. Bad calls & blind officals are an occupational hazard, NO SWEAT.
My BROWNS are gonna kill tonight! I feel no pain til kickoff…won’t even let a run in my hose cramp my style.
“Life’s like a box of chocolates…you never know what you’re gonna get.” said Forest Gump.
“That’s Best Buds…finding 4 friends whose favorite chocolate bars match a bag of Hersey’s minatures PERFECTLY!” …finally found our Special Dark=Chelsea*
(giggles).
*LIFE IS SWEET*
