I’m wearing my “Manning Face” today
after my fantasy football team once again roared through the regular season to
earn a playoff bye only to lose in the first playoff game. Just like my facial
namesake I put up gaudy regular season numbers only to fade in the glare of
playoffs. Yesterday the Keene Friend inflicted a painful loss when he won by.2
points. Yep, point friggin two! If Green Bay had scored a touchdown from the
one yard line instead of kicking a field goal, I would have won. If any of
Manning’s (yep, recurring theme) receivers could catch a single pass in the
second half against Pittsburgh then I win. But I’m not bitter. If this had
happened against the Cantankerous Friend I might be suicidal. It was still another
fun year in the family league although the commissioner checked out mid-year when
his team was obviously heading nowhere.
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| Dammit! |
The day had started out very promising.
We awoke in my favorite son’s house after the all too fun Saturday night with the
ABFA’s peerless family. After some minor reconstructive activity we went out
for breakfast at a favorite local diner and prepared the deployment plans for
Christmas. Like, I said, a very promising start.
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| Gronk! |
The Patriots continued the upward
swing with a convincing if scary win over the lowly Tennessee Titans. Brady was
pretzled for a terrifying sack at one point that had visions of 2008 and
Pollard dancing in every New England fan’s head. He emerged unscathed and the win
secured a First Round bye in the playoffs although the war of attrition continued
with several more injuries. The league persevered in their attempts to muzzle
the Patriots, calling a very questionable offensive pass interference
violation. If the play had stood I would have won in fantasy football, just
sayin.
I’m a little late posting today because
I just finished the annual Christmas letter. It turns out a lot happened in our
little family over the past twelve months. Looking back over the blog was
helpful in reconstructing all the moving pieces involved. The most moving piece
was, certainly, a little bundle of perfection out in California. Nope, I haven’t
relented in my quest to convince anybody reading this how lucky I am to be a grandfather
for the first time. I keep waiting for it and the constant smile to wear off. No
end in sight, I’ll keep you posted.
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| Repeat Photo But I can't Resist |
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| Look How Much Bigger I am |
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Already Mastering her Look of Scorn
I KNEW Women were Born With This! |
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| Tired but Happy Mom |
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| Guardian Attack Cat |
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| Sleep Well |
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