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Painful game for Patriots fans
By adamg on Mon, 12/01/2008 - 9:05am
Mats Tolander: Stick a fork in them.
Angela: So bad, I could almost taste vomit:
There have been few Patriots games I have watched with my dad in which he becomes so enraged, he storms out of the room. This afternoon was one of them ...
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Dads are the best
Watching football with my Dad in the early 80s was a real treat. Dad is a nice fellow, very easy-going and slow to anger, except in the case of football. If I went through his Playboy mags, I'd get a stern but calm talking-to about how I wasn't supposed to go through other people's things, especially things that were for grown-ups only. But if Stanley Morgan dropped a pass or if Grogs got blitzed while fading back on what should have clearly been a running play, then boy did they catch hell. Loud, vicious hell that they probably heard, even.
On Sunday afternoons the house would ring with phrases like GEEZ, IF YOU CAN'T CATCH, DON'T PLAY and WHADYA DOIN? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TACKLE HIM, NOT DANCE WITH HIM!
This weekly ritual also taught me the importance of a well-placed "DAMMIT!" which could shake the rafters and send snoozing lap cats flying. I haven't spoken with him yet about yesterday's debacle, but I didn't hear him from 100 miles away. Maybe he had been out and about instead of watching the game or something.
Whew
I think I'm glad I was incommunicado with the outside world on the train all afternoon and evening.