Kids help cope with a loss
It’s no secret that the Patriots lost a winnable game yesterday in Miami. I can hear @JeffCutler laughing all the way to Miami as I write this. And, as anyone who reads my other blog or follows me elsewhere on the interwebs, you’ll know that I’m a die hard Patriots fan (going back to when the throwback uniforms were not throwbacks). So when the team loses, I tend to fly a tad bit off the handle. I know it’s ridiculous and it’s “just a game,” but sports has, is and always will be a big part of my life (that’s a story for another blog post, at another time).
Typically, the sting of a Pats loss will stick with me for a day or so. I’ll send hours reading blogs, bitching on Twitter, reading sports columns, watching the sports shows and tuning into the talk radion stations to make sure that I’m not the only sap sulking over losses. It makes me feel better that I’m not the only obsessive moron out there.
Recently, however, I’ve found a more consoling tactic, which, helps me cope with Pats losses (since they are coming more and more frequently these days).
That remedy you ask?
My kids.
You see, they understand that I’m a nut. They know that when I grab the pillow and I scream into it that I’m upset over something. They know that any little thing they do can set me off like a time bomb. However, after a few minutes of stewing over a failed fourth and one attempt, I snap out of it with a couple tickle sessions, snuggle time or reading bed time stories.
It really does take a lot for me to snap out of it, but the kids don’t let up. They don’t care that Tom Brady and crew blew yet another easy, winnable game from the pitiful Dolphins. It doesn’t matter that the Saints handed the sons of Billy B a can of whoop ass and made them eat it all. It doesn’t matter that the Flying Elvis’ blew a massive game against that hill billy of a QB in Peyton Manning. All that matters is that Daddy is home and it’s play time.
And to be honest, I’m totally ok with that. To me, that’s always going to result in a win.
Don Martelli is just a dad, moonlighting as a PR exec, photographer and civilian journalist. He’s a former reporter, turned PR hack and blogs over at his Big Guy blog and The PR Finish Line. Follow him on Twitter, @bigguyd.
I've noticed that those of us that were fans back when Steve Grogan was the QB have taken to qualifying our fandom when discussing the Patriots. I hate to ever compare anything other than my morning dump to the Yankees, but it does remind me of Yankees fans mentioning they were born in the Bronx, or whatever, to set themselves apart from the bandwagon fans that think a Yankees hat is a fashion statement. The same probably holds true for Red Sox fans and the pink hatters that have jumped onto the bandwagon in recent years.
The price of league dominance I guess.
We have to qualify our fandom because of the bandwagoners, pink hats, etc., as you said. It's pathetic. What's more pathetic, however, is that the Pats can't field a secondary that can stop ANYTHING! Dammit…
I've noticed that those of us that were fans back when Steve Grogan was the QB have taken to qualifying our fandom when discussing the Patriots. I hate to ever compare anything other than my morning dump to the Yankees, but it does remind me of Yankees fans mentioning they were born in the Bronx, or whatever, to set themselves apart from the bandwagon fans that think a Yankees hat is a fashion statement. The same probably holds true for Red Sox fans and the pink hatters that have jumped onto the bandwagon in recent years.
The price of league dominance I guess.
We have to qualify our fandom because of the bandwagoners, pink hats, etc., as you said. It's pathetic. What's more pathetic, however, is that the Pats can't field a secondary that can stop ANYTHING! Dammit…
I've noticed that those of us that were fans back when Steve Grogan was the QB have taken to qualifying our fandom when discussing the Patriots. I hate to ever compare anything other than my morning dump to the Yankees, but it does remind me of Yankees fans mentioning they were born in the Bronx, or whatever, to set themselves apart from the bandwagon fans that think a Yankees hat is a fashion statement. The same probably holds true for Red Sox fans and the pink hatters that have jumped onto the bandwagon in recent years.
The price of league dominance I guess.
We have to qualify our fandom because of the bandwagoners, pink hats, etc., as you said. It's pathetic. What's more pathetic, however, is that the Pats can't field a secondary that can stop ANYTHING! Dammit…