I know that I’ve talked about this before but I really feel the need to do it again. For those of you who know us, this will come as no shock. For those of you who could care less, sorry for bringing it up ONE MORE TIME until next year.
I think we have to be among the Vikings biggest fans. We just love them so much and it’s always been this way. When I first started dating Paul he had season tickets and it was back in the day of the Purple People Eaters with Fran Tarkington and other players most of you wouldn’t know anymore. Anyhow, I thought to myself, unless I want to be alone every Sunday, Monday night and Thursday night (there was Thurs night football back then) I may as well join em. So, I became a bigger fan than Paul. Joking. But man, I do love football and we produced two boys who were brainwashed at a very early age love it as much, if not more than we do. Guess what else? They married two girls who let them love it and did what I did, they joined in. We have also now brainwashed given our love of football and the Vikings to our three grandchildren and they can cheer like the best of em.
As most of you know, our Vikings were only one game away from the Superbowl and played the New Orleans Saints on Sunday night but lost in a heartbreaking overtime. We are VERY superstitious about football and have the same routines for each game and we do what we did the week before IF we won. I know it’s ridiculous but hey, it’s harmless and it’s just who we are. So Sue can’t have a jersey. If she gets one, sure as shi*, that person either gets hurt or leaves. So, she’s a jerseyless girl. Sometimes if she’s good, Toby will let her wear an old jersey of a player who no longer plays! You may think I’m joking but I can assure you, I’m serious. Well, I’m not serious about the “being good” part!!
Most of you know that we live on the same property as Toby and Sue so it just ended up over the years that Toby would come over for each game and even that got to a point that we would “seem” to lose if Sue was here so she started staying home. Also, as the kids got older, they don’t really care to watch the game and it makes the men yell so I think she stays home because of the kids. ANYWAY……We wanted to celebrate this time but were scared. Scared if we did anything so “different” as to have people over*gasp*……Jason and Nikki or my brother, we’d lose the game so we opted to keep things the same and Jason and Nikki KNOW this and they didn’t want to come over either. IT’S JUST HOW WE ARE.
Well, as it turns out, I’m sure it wouldn’t have mattered. Nikki and I were on Facebook telling each other we had to puke!! It was a great night!!! I walked into the kitche and as soon as I did, we scored so I had to stay in the kitchen. The phone rang and it was Sue, she had just walked into the bathroom so Toby told her she better keep her fanny in there too. So, I didn’t see the 4th quarter. We do have a TV in the kitchen but I opted to listen to the other one and listen to the cheers or the jeers. So, I heard us lose more than I saw it.
It just got very quiet. We just love the Vikings so much. It wouldn’t matter if we won every game or lost every game. We love them NO MATTER WHAT. But it was such a fun year. I have to admit, Brett Farve is wonderful and I thank him and the rest of the team for a great year.
Okay, I’m getting now to the point of this post. After the game I heard my phone telling me that I had a text. I’d been texting to one of my cousins from Canada during the game because she couldn’t get the game. The text was from a 17 year old cousin and it said “good game go saints.” I was so sad I almost started to cry. What a jerky thing to say to someone. I already felt like someone punched me in the stomach. So I texted him back that “I always thought you were nicer.” He texted me back that he was “just kidding.” Ya right! Too late for that. Then this morning another cousin said this to me on Facebook: “great game, last night, hope you didn’t think the vikes would actually win.”
Is there something wrong with me that I don’t get? Has all kindness left mankind? You know, I could really care less if you hate the Vikings. I could care less who you love or what you do or anything else but was there a point to the deliberate hurt to me and my kids? What was with the deliberate slap in the face when we were already walking around all day today like we lost our best friend? What is the point of deliberately hurting someone for NO REASON??
This isn’t about football to me. It’s not about the Superbowl but it’s about family. It’s about friends. It’s about love. It’s about kindness. What makes people just want to lash out and hurt someone? For no reason. I don’t see these people very often but I do communicate with them on various networks. I’m seriously thinking of deleting both of them. That’s how hurt I feel. Then I ended up calling one an ass-hole on Facebook and then I felt sorry that I didn’t just ignore it but something inside me wouldn’t let me leave it alone. It just hurt.
HELP ME!!!!! Why are people mean to each other just for the sake of it?? Is it a lack of manners? Personality? Meanness? Low self esteem? Immaturity????