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Saturday, December 27, 2003

Failure of the Day: Football

In my ongoing quest to be a Cool Wife—or really, to make up for the times when I am a hair-trigger shrew—I got Chris tickets to today’s 49ers/Seahawks game for xmas. It turns out it’s an important game for the Seahawks, who haven’t totally destroyed their chances of going to the playoffs yet, as the 49ers have.

Now, as most of you who have lived in other states/ big cities know, it is MUCH easier to root for a team when you don’t live in that that team’s town. Nothing kills my team spirit like having to actually be near the lugheads who are rooting for the same guys as me. And Chris is still a little lonely for Seattle, so we are Seahawks Fans. Or Chris is—I mostly say things like “The Seahawks are going to win for SURE!” so he will give me the stink eye for jinxing them.

So this morning we are fixing to take that $6 Muni Ride to the Sky—the 28X Ballpark Express to Candlestick. Chris has never been there and I haven’t been there since roughly the 3rd grade when my best friend Lawrence Martin and his mom took me to a Giants game. It should be pretty cool. I understand football these days so I’ll be able to follow what’s going on but I’m really excited about the carte blanche to eat all the hot dogs and nachos I want.


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