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My humble football commentary
David Akers!
Direct from Harbaugh’s mouth – Akers Will Kick on Saturday!
Whew, I was sweating this decision all week. Now I can sleep peacefully, knowing that #2 will be playing in the playoff game against the Packers.
Things are now the way they should be 🙂
Friday, July 20th – our first day of retirement.
We celebrated by working our butts off. The moving company sent 2 guys over to help us pack up. In three hours, all our belongings going to the new house were boxed up and ready to load on the truck the next day.
When I say all of our belongings, I mean everything not nailed down. Our cupboards were empty. The drawers were empty. The dusty shelves in the garage were empty. I knew this, and yet I kept looking for things that used to be located there. Like baggies, scissors, postage stamps. It was maddening. I opened a drawer to get whatever was supposed to be in there, and of course it wasn’t. It made me think of a Polish joke my father used to tell – something about driving one crazy…
We made plans to go out to dinner that night, knowing that we I would be too tired to cook. Even if there was any food to be found. My very best childhood friend joined us and we reminisced about our youth and bitched about aging. We vowed to keep in touch, and get together for a few games in the coming football season. Only 10 more days until pre-season started 😉 GO Niners!
Thankfully, our bed had not been dismantled (yet), and we were able to get 5 or so hours of sleep before it was Saturday…
No matter what happens at Candlestick Park this afternoon – I am so proud of “my boys” I could bust! I am already dressed out for the game and it’s only 11:00 am. I had to get dressed anyway, right? My little pre-game ritual helps me get into Game Mode. This is important to help the Force. Trust me.
A co-worker of mine is a 49er fan, but she is not allowed to watch their games anymore. She unfortunately made this comment to her mate: “I shouldn’t have watched the game. They always lose when I watch”. She has not watched a live game since she opened her mouth. Her mate gives her live re-caps during commercials, but it’s not the same. Her mate assures her that the sacrifice she makes is really appreciated, as he sends her to her room. I feel so bad for her! I will admit that I’m secretly glad she’s not watching today’s game.
Not everyone in my family is a 49er fan. I don’t know exactly who these people are , because they act like 49er fans when they are around me. They are wrong, but they’re not stupid.
My 18 month old granddaughter is a 49er fan. Granted, she squeals “niners!” when she sees any football game on TV, no matter who is playing, but she knows who she is rooting for and that’s the important thing. Bonus: she doesn’t drink beer. Her favorite blankie, binky and 49er bear is all she needs. Also, taking over grandma’s comfy chair is fun. Sometimes she will let me sit with her. I have to bring the cookies. 😉
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