My dad can't watch an Alabama football game. He'll wash the car, cut the yard, trim the hedges, rewire the house. Anything but actually sit down and watch the game. Sure he keeps tabs on what's going on, making sure he knows the score at all times.
Well, the nut didn't fall far from the tree. I don't think I ever saw more than 1/3 of any of the Braves' playoff games. I'd do anything but sit there and wait for the next pitch. One playoff series, I think against the Cubs, I decided that sit-ups were a good idea.
Tonight, I cleaned the carpets in our house.
I've finished cleaning the carpets. This one is over. All but the LEFT coast.
We almost have!
Jeff, I know what you mean -- my house is immaculate this morning. I even vacuumed out the INSIDE of the LAMPS!
Waiting & hoping that final numbers will show NC went blue.
Posted by: CAAF | November 05, 2008 at 10:29 AM
My dad was the same way - when the Cubs finally made the playoffs in 1984 (after a 39-year drought) he spent most of the games in the kitchen, away from the TV (and get snockered one of those times, the night before my sister's wedding). And when the Bears made it to the Super Bowl in 1986 he declined a friend's offer for a ticket to the game, in New Orleans. He just couldn't handle the stress.
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