tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22794371.post115647837212544157..comments2023-03-23T03:02:15.352-07:00Comments on MrsGreenThumb: Football widowMrsGreenThumbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10088611427109618499noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22794371.post-1156910434627787902006-08-29T21:00:00.000-07:002006-08-29T21:00:00.000-07:00I'm a football widow, too. I feel your lonely pain...I'm a football widow, too. I feel your lonely pain. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my blog. :)S.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06609421452596422823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22794371.post-1156820403905978912006-08-28T20:00:00.000-07:002006-08-28T20:00:00.000-07:00This is my first visit to you blog having found my...This is my first visit to you blog having found my way here from Gary's blog. We are not American but my husband has been a serious fan of the game for years. While we lived in England, he would sit alone in the middle of the night (because of the time difference) and loyally support the Jets the whole season. Superbowl was always a huge event and is solitary pleasure never put him off. When I discovered there is someone out there who has taught Jewish cooking and who feels this way about football - I felt an instant bond. Your gardening is exquisite! I will be back. Thanks for a great read.Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07713535267887962588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22794371.post-1156726115929099212006-08-27T17:48:00.000-07:002006-08-27T17:48:00.000-07:00My dad used to take me to every pro football game ...My dad used to take me to every pro football game he could find to attend. I loved going because I loved the peanuts, hotdogs and ice cream. <BR/>I guess I just loved the food.<BR/><BR/>I grew to love the game when my son played and I also like to go watch my grandson play football. My husband can't stand the sport and doesn't watch it on TV or does he like to go see it in person.<BR/><BR/>I only like football when a family member is playing in the game...other wise you can cram it.<BR/><BR/>Now, if they were dressed in the attire of your picture...I think I could force myself to watch...with pleasure. And wouldn't they look interesting hiking the ball, and then running to catch a pass. I'd better stop daydreaming...<BR/><BR/>and can somebody go get me a cold compress? *LOL*Sandy Hatcher-Wallacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15011307599473627922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22794371.post-1156554790675857312006-08-25T18:13:00.000-07:002006-08-25T18:13:00.000-07:00I don't remember seeing that game. I'm sure that I...I don't remember seeing that game. I'm sure that I would remember. :)<BR/><BR/>I enjoy football like your hubby, but if I had to give up either football or gardening there is no question that I would give up football. I quess I'm not a hard core fan.<BR/> I would also choose blogging and blog reading over football.Garyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11104981732733112853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22794371.post-1156545258255360762006-08-25T15:34:00.000-07:002006-08-25T15:34:00.000-07:00ROFL I love it...I was never a football fan but I ...ROFL I love it...I was never a football fan but I am NOW!!!! lol I used to watch a lot of baseball and hockey but not in the last few years...my boys were into football but they used to have to watch it downstairs, I refused to be forced to watch that sport on MY upstairs tv! lolCarole Buranthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05497329055251626140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22794371.post-1156510964014297252006-08-25T06:02:00.000-07:002006-08-25T06:02:00.000-07:00Ooooh, I like the one right up front in the middle...Ooooh, I like the one right up front in the middle. <BR/><BR/>Yes, I know what you mean. The two husbands should get together and they could sit and vegetate together. That's why I love blogging so much; it gives me a place to go (out of the living room) and talk with intelligent peers about really intellectual subjects, like butt-naked men running across a football field (eye candy).<BR/><BR/>That old adage, "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em" doesn't have much meaning in this situation. I don't really wish to join anyone endlessly watching grown men grunt, groan, sweat, squat, run, hit each other, and throw a brown ball covered in pigskin. And, have to listen to announcers interminably describing and discussing what they and the viewers are already seeing on the screen at that very minute. Give me a D, give me a U, give me an H, that spells DUH!!!<BR/><BR/>DOHHS, class of 1960. Go team.Motherkittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05112722238053618079noreply@blogger.com