At this err... last year's Christmas aftermath get-together, my sister was going like: "Mum, where are the photos of us kids when we were little?" And that's why I can now proof that my love affair with America has begun much earlier than I previously thought:
Me, as a Dallas Cowboy. This picture was taken in the spring of 1978, which makes me kinda Super Bowl winner, since the Dallas Cowboys had defeated the Denver Broncos 27-10 in January 1978. Those were the days ...
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Marian! That photo is adorably darling!
Maybe I should digitize a kid photo of me and post it at my blog.
Hmmm. You're a Cowboy fan. Are you a devil-worshiper, too? ;)
You have to understand that I come from Green Bay Packer Country. God's team is without doubt the Packers although he may spare a thought for the Wisconsin Badgers and Marquette Warriors at times. Cowboy victories show that evil has not disappeared from the planet.
Soccer? What you benighted Europeans call futbol? Nah, God doesn't watch boring stuff like that! Maybe the World Cup but nothing else.
Don,
You're a Cowboy fan
No. I'm a Wikipedia fan, who 30 years ago happened to find himself wearing a Cowboy pajamas.
God doesn't watch boring stuff like that!
True. A game in which a result of "0:0" is possible can't be anything else but a waste of time. That's why I prefer basketball (without being a fan of a particular team).
I don't like US pro basketball, it's way too predictable, in the same way that the English Premiership is predictable; the same teams always win. College Basketball runs a tournament which may be the most compelling drama of any sport because at least 20 teams go in each year with a substantial chance of winning.
US Pro Football is similarly dramatic. Large jumps and large falls in the standings always happen every year, and often the Super Bowl winner had a losing season the previous year. My Packers were horrible in 2005 with a 4-12 record, but this year they went 13-3. So all fans have hope.
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