Sometimes l struggle with categories, which some seem to take offense over. So although a female is involved her attitude surely overcompensates for her anatomy, or l hope so. Thank you in advance for your understanding. Although l like most sports, football has to be my favorite. I still have the same favorite team some fifty years later. It was a long dry streak but as they seem to do my team had its era, before dying back again. And to be honest my attention would wane a bit according to how they were doing.
Life went on during these times and l found myself in a new home and neighborhood when my team began to peak again. My wife took an interest in a team too, but only cared to watch if they were the ones playing. This grew more intense when we moved, as next door lives a fan of the same team. Brad was all in for "Their Team" and even flowed their flag proudly even though they were not local to us. Brad was also Gay and although that did not affect me either way, there might be something to that woman and Gay Guy thing. They were tight even when it wasn't football season, and made no bones about it. The fact was if he wasn't Gay l might of begun to worry about it.
Our teams were in different divisions so it was odd when they played against each other but it so happened to be in the books this season. Late in November so it left much time to build up on the possibilities as things shook out. It didn't need saying as we all knew a bet would be in the making and l saw it as a good thing as l would get two to their only one in return.
My team was also dominant, everyone seeing them as Superbowl-bound and the favorite to take the whole thing. You could also add the game was to take place at home for my guys, a small but important part. So l didn't think twice when my wife suggested that the bet be kept secret, a thing or chore where no couldn't be in the equation. I could easily see Brad putting up our Christmas lights and as to my wife, it would be something sexual.
We made a day of it, having friends from both sides over. The house was full and rocking when the kickoff started. My team took an early lead and only added to it until halftime, we even got the ball afterward, but that was when things started to change. A muffed return put them first and goal, but l felt comfortable with our lead. We even padded it with another three points on our next drive.
Yes, it could be said that l started to think about what my wife could do for me at that point. l was so confident that l went out back to clean the grill and put things away, but on my return, it was to find their team closer to striking distance. Twenty-one turned into fourteen and an interception brought it to only seven.
But we had the ball and the two-minute commercials just played. It took some time to move forward at that point with the other team using all three of their time-outs. Maybe our coach saw it as a building tool as we played on when we could have easily run the clock out. Then in the shotgun position l wasn't sure who the Center was hiking it to but not our quarterback. It went five feet over his head and the mad rush for it began.
