Angela and friends celebrate a Patriots victory over Carolina in Super Bowl 38
I really have to apologize to those that have happened to stumble upon my site in recent weeks. I’ve noticed that my site has become almost entirely devoted to Patriots devotion. 😉 I’ve just been so wrapped up in my boys that I haven’t spent much time on anything else. It’s to the point that I even dream about football – I’ve had three dreams about the AFC Championship in the last week. I kid not.
I place full blame on my dad for turning me into such a nut years ago. He’s expressed this type of undying fanhood for nearly 50 years. NFL Network and the countless sports websites only add to my obsession, making constant information available 24/7.
I’m not saying that this is a bad thing. My boyfriend has accepted my endless devotion to my team. And it’s not as if this season has left me down in the dumps. It’s been pure joy for months. With the exceptions of Spygate and the tragic death of Marquise Hill, I’ve experienced nothing but sheer joy since April. I’ll be driving down the street in the car and a song will pop on the radio that reminds me of the Patriots and I’ll just smile. Yep, I’ll be cruising down the street looking like some doped up retard with a huge grin on my face. That’s the life of a fan worshiping an undefeated team.
After the Patriots acquired Randy Moss, my elated dad said to me, “Ang, I don’t see the Patriots losing this year.” Wowza, it’s slowly coming true!
Now, I’m a little more than 12 hours away from watching my team hopefully defeat the San Diego Chargers and go back to the Super Bowl. I’m overflowing with excitement! Every time I think about tomorrow afternoon I get butterflies in my stomach. I’ve got that puke-ish feeling again. Gah….