I spend a lot of Sundays watching football by myself. Last Sunday, when the Bears played the Lions, we watched the game in the hospital with a two day old Maya. This week I was at their house in Gurnee, and we were a little more prepared. We made plans for the grill and the game in traditional fashion.
First we got dressed for the game. Then Ben fired up the grill, braving near blizzard conditions, although where we were it was milder than at the stadium. Bandit tried to take my seat on the couch, but I told him who was boss. Ben tried to explain some of the nuances of the game to Maya, but she was just trying to soak in the whole experience. Too bad the game didn’t turn out so good…