A couple years ago, I was food shopping at the Giant when I heard a familiar voice call my name. It was our friend Bob. He pushed his cart over and boxed mine in so that I couldn't move any further down the aisle. Then, instead of asking for my license and registration, he asked for my man card. I think after last night, I might have to officially turn it in.
Last night was the opening game of the NFL season. The Packers and Saints got things kicked off in style, with a tremendously exciting game that came down to the very last play. Of course, I only know that because I saw the highlights on SportsCenter this morning while eating my Special K (how else do you think I keep my girlish figure?).
By 8PM last night, Nick was parked in front of the TV watching the pre-game show. I passed Kim in our bedroom when I headed up to brush my teeth. I asked her if she was staying upstairs for the night but, like a true American, she said "No, I'm going down to watch the game."
After flossing and brushing, I hung out upstairs for a while and flipped through channels. Finally, at 8:30PM, I sucked it up and headed downstairs to watch the game. Kim and Nick were settled in for the game. Even Jay popped in, as the Saints are his favorite team. For a while, I dutifully sat on the couch, making comments about how good the Packers looked and showing my knowledge of off-season player moves by lamenting Reggie Bush's move to the Dolphins. I made it til about 9:05PM, gave a yawn, and told them I was heading up for the night.
Once upstairs, I pulled down the covers, fluffed my pillow, got into bed, turned off the light, and settled in for the real reason I'd headed upstairs. You see, it was Thursday night and I was all ready for a new episode of "Selling New York." Imagine my disappointment when I found out that HGTV had decided to preempt all my friends at CORE, Warburg, and the Kleier's with a silly little show called "House Hunters: Urban Living." It was a speed-dating version of "House Hunters" with 7-8 minute segments featuring one couple looking at 3 homes in a given city and then making their choice. I tried to stick with it but I really just wanted to see Michelle Kleier. I thought about switching over to football but I was simply too bummed. So, I turned the TV off, rolled over, hugged my pillow, and sadly went to sleep. I told myself that, maybe next week, Michelle will be back. If not, I guess I could watch Thursday night college football on ESPN. That is, if my man card is still valid.