Have I mentioned how much I love football? No? Well then it’s about time.
I am a San Francisco 49er fan. And not because I live in California. When I was a little girl my mom forbid my sister and I to watch football and my grandma’s house. She said it was a sport “…akin to the ancient gladiators. Grown men beating each other up while other people watched. Barbaric.”
My grandfather and uncles are football fans, well no, they are sports fans, but that’s another subject. My mom was/is a single mother and so we spent a lot of time at my grandparent’s house.
So here I was seven or eight, peeking over the couch to watch the game. I didn’t know anything about it, but I knew I liked it. Rebellious nature perhaps?
There was a team with black and silver uniforms playing a team with red and gold uniforms. I was a quiet child and no one noticed me. I stood there for an entire quarter debating which color combination I liked best. I finally decided I liked the red and gold. From that time on, when there was a football game, I’d ask one of my uncles if the red and gold team was playing. Eventually I figured out they were the SF 49ers.
To think, I came that close to being a Raider fan.
Why this brief history lesson? Because the 49ers won against the Cardinals yesterday! They beat the NFC champions. They still depended on Gore too much, but they won! And I am doing a happy dance.