HUGE game today! Everyone I know is psyched to watch the Bears demolish the Packers. Okay, not everyone I know, but just for today, I'm pretending not to know anyone who is not waiting for the Bears to kick some Packer *ss.
Now I'm not claiming to be a major football fan, but there is something about the game that gives me f*cking goosebumps!! Is it the players, with their hot bods, all in attack mode, doing whatever it takes to win? Maybe. One thing I know for sure, being a Chicago football fan is just plain FUN, and us b*tches are all about having fun!!!
Who can forget the '85-'86 Bears football season...leading the Chicago Bears to win their first Super Bowl. OMG what a crazy f'd up time that was. The players were total rock stars: Jim McMahon...I don't care if he was the biggest d*ck around, he was HOT (still is in my book) and I went to bed every night dreaming of "the punky qb." And how about Sweetness (may he rest in peace). Walter Payton's an icon, who at the time was the NFL's all time leading rusher. Watching him race across the field is something that Chicagoans will never see again, nor will we ever forget. The list of characters goes on and on: The Fridge, Mike Singletary, Otis Wilson, Dan Hampton, and of course, the most outspoken, bad *ss, awesome character of all...DA COACH!..Mike Ditka whose name will forever be synonymous with The Chicago Bears.
Did you b*tches think I'd forget about "The Super Bowl Shuffle?" How many of you were lucky enough to have the VHS to watch, over and over, learn all the moves, and just stare at the players, fighting with your other b*tchy friends over who was hottest? What a fun time...and it's all because of football!!! Actually watching the Super Bowl that year is still a bit hazy for me. We watched the game at a party at my fellow BIBS house (we were 16, no parents home). There was betting, drinking, and I don't even remember what else, but we were all gathered together for one purpose...to watch the Bears kick some *ss.
So as you gather with friends, family, strangers, or even if you prefer to watch the game alone, standing and screaming obscenities at your tv, football has a way of linking us together. A way that no stupid *ss tupperware or bunco party could ever do!!! Rock on b*tches. GOOOOOOOOOOOO BEARS!!!!!!!!
my guy "cooked", ribs, brisket, shouler, sausages, ect... What a man fest! lol
ReplyDeletemmmmm...ugh...I hate frickin football on tv!and the one game I watch sucks....so I just ate all day and acted like a man:)
ReplyDeleteI love that post! I was so hungover from a nuttttty girls night downtown, slept it off like all day pretty much, got on the treadmill to run 5 miles for the last quarter to sweat it out, screaming and yelling at the tv whilst the family was down the street at some stupid neighborhood gathering with tons of DMs and their WHs! I had the best time hollering like the clueless crazy b*tch football fan I am. I was ecstatic when Bennett scored, because A. He's hot with his sexy toasty brown skin and B. He lives right be me and I'm dying to see himat Walgreens!! But so bummed when they lost because A. It makes everyone cranky again and B. I owe my Dad a bottle of his cheesehead Whiskey now!! Shit!!
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