Willie Parker. Willie-Bleepin’-Parker. The first Sunday of NFL and there I was. Like many of us, I had my snacks, beverages, I had my computer set to the side, and I was logged in to ESPN Fantasy cast so that I could keep up with my team while the Texans were playing. Houston Texans vs. the Pittsburgh Steelers on opening Sunday. Matt Schaub. Andre Johnson. This was going to be good.
The feelings of excitement that I felt at 11:59am this morning quickly vanished. I don’t know about you, but within an hour, a string of events ruined this Sunday. Most of this was due to the Texans performance against the Pittsburgh Steelers. But other factors were also at play.
Almost simultaneously, the game began and so did my wife. She was in rare form. You may have a girlfriend that is similar. You know, the kind with a heart of gold but know as much about sports as most of us know about Spanish after two years of high school foreign language-just enough curse words to get us in trouble. So, as she is want to do during those down times when NOTHING is going on-you know the ones like the Super Bowl, the NCAA basketball Final Four, the Masters golf tournament-she decides that it is time to bond. Lets talk about our week. Let’s talk about the vacation that we are planning in the year 2020. Let’s talk about the new inventions in kitchen utensils that can make our life easier. No, I am not kidding. But Joy is one in a million, so she took it one step further.
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