It's time for some FOOTBALL!

We now interrupt this senseless whining for a very important statement from the deepest recesses of my psyche:

FINS UP, YO!

I am a closet football fan.  This time of year, Sundays turn into manic days for me, filled with cheering, angry ranting at the television, and almost self-deluded arguments about why in spite of their record the Miami Dolphins are the best team in the NFL.

WOOO!  FINS TOUCHDOWN!  Awesome movement after a BIG sack/fumble against the Pats.

*clears her throat*

Like I was saying.  I love me some Dolphins, and I have since I was itty bitty.  I remember writing letters to Dan Marino when I was like four years old or something, and proudly sporting my team hat all season until my head got too big for it.  (NFL Merch costs WAY too much for me to get a new hat and jersey, sadly.)  Originally, I picked the Fins because I loved dolphins, and their mascot was a dolphin...  It sounds dumb, but remember I was like a three year old little girl when I picked my team. I mean, I grew up in Eagles territory.  They start us young, and for some reason I had this deep-seated aversion to the Eagles and the other neighborhood favorite, the Cowboys. 

This time of year, I bleed teal and orange.  It gets me into trouble now that I live in Steelers territory.  I thought being a South Jersey Fins fan was hard.  Nope.  Out here it's black and gold or red all over.  As in you're going to get mauled if you sport another team's colors at the wrong time.

Which of course means my contrary ass was at Buffalo Wild Wings when the Dolphins played the Steelers last year.  That was a good game...  >.>

Anyway.  Happy Gameday, folks.  Fins are tied with the Pats right now 20/20, and for once my team's playing AWESOME in the second half.

#StrongerTogether