Chris (the lifelong Bills fan): "Don't worry. There's ten minutes on the clock. That gives 'em plenty of time to screw this up."
Bills vs. Pats. Boys vs. Girls. Twice a year we bring out our game faces.
One winner. One loser.
Sounds intense, right? Nah. Not really. We do it in jest...and take dorky pictures of ourselves. I looked back tonight over the past few years. I knew exactly which year each had been taken based on our faces.
Top left (no, your other left) was obviously during a time I was sleep deprived. One or both of the kids still weren't sleeping through the night. I looked T-I-R-E-D.
Bottom left (Hold your thumb and pointer finger up. It should form an L.) was taken to prove to my little man that once upon a time he cheered for the Pats.
Bottom right (bottom...hehehe) it looked like I had slept a little and was having a good hair day.
Top right (hey, you got it) I couldn't find any of my Pats gear this morning. Both my shirts and sweatshirts were nowhere to be found. Doesn't that sound suspicious to you? Luckily, I had my purple Pats hat my dad bought me. But I'm still on the lookout for my lost or "misplaced" sports attire.
Here's to a great football season!