There is a reason I don’t like to watch sports.
My team lost.
HBL gets annoyed with me when I watch sports with him because he says I’m a bleeding heart who always feels sorry for the losing team. It’s true, and it was the case last night.
Last night I watched the San Francisco Forty Niners get their you-know-what handed to them in the NFC Championship game. I was on edge the entire time – I think I bit my nails down to the nubs from the stress! When they lost, I huffed and puffed my way through the rest of the evening because I couldn’t get over it (that is until I watched the new episode of “Downton Abbey”).
And this is why I cannot watch sports: the pressure and frustration make me feel like I might bring a heart attack onto myself – and I’m not about to collect hospital bills for some game!
Anyway, I just needed to get that off my chest so I can move on and up. Thanks for indulging me. Here’s to a new week and a new sports season that I won’t be watching! Happy Monday!