Let's recap a convo between me and L last night...
(Background: Dad and Coco will be in Tally for the FSU v Miami game. L and I are going up next weekend for a game)
Me: Babe, do you want to come over Monday night and watch the game with me and mom?
L: (BIG sigh) You know, I really don't know about that.
Me: Seriously? Why wouldn't you want to watch the game with us?
L: OH I don't know...because your Mom gets all nervous and starts cleaning when it gets tight and she makes you stay in the same spot if something good happens while your there. You yell at the TV and are so devastated if they lose that you don't really want to do anything the rest of the day.
Mom: I wish I was one of those people who could watch the game and not be emotionally involved but alas I'm not. And unfortunately for you L, it runs in the family...
Some may say we're obsessed, but I prefer to look at it as devoted. Viva la football season!