Well, this prolly won't go over well in here, but what the heya.
I've been a fan of a team where I grew up, and they were born in the same year I was. 1960.
I've probably been to their stadium a dozen times, but not their newest one.
There were a LOT of lean years, until that magical one in 1986. As the only one of their fans at a SuperBowl party,
the 44-10 loss was extra humiliating.
It took over a decade to reach that point again, and a world-wise 37 year old, I figured they had it going on! Though
less humiliating, they lost again.
Then, a year after the millenium began, something magical happened. The starting QB got hit, and almost bled out on
the field of play, but did recover. A rookie in his 2nd year took over, and the rest, as they say, is history.
Most have probably guessed that I am talking about the dynasty that is the New England Patriots. 1st they shoot down
the Jets on Sunday;
And march all the way to Southern Florida for a rematch of the SuperBowl of 20 years ago, and get REVENGE on the
Bears!
Muwahahaha!
Yes, I am quite mad, but can already die happy, if insane. Da Bears being butchered would just be icing on an already
mighty delicious cake...