My wife rocks, and I'm not just saying that because she's sitting next to me. She has no interest in football and usually leaves me alone for the entire draft, but this year might be different.
Context: Last year, she happened to walk by as "dead grandma f-bomb guy" cast his pearls. The next day, I didn’t even realize she was in the room, when I heard, “Did that guy just wipe his booger on that little girl?” I wasn’t even watching at that moment, but, as I later learned, she witnessed Boogergate live. She was hooked.
I tried to explain that stupid stuff like that usually doesn’t happen (unless the camera is focusing on the NYJ section), but she just said, “How about we look at some highlights from the Big 4? I mean, one of them will be our QB, right?” So that’s what we’re about to do!
Wings, beer – daughter who turns 1 tomorrow decked out in Bills gear. And we’re going to get our franchise QB in about four hours. It doesn’t get much better than this!