My husband is a huge Red Sox fan. His mother tells me that when he was a child, she would go in his room to check on him before she went to bed and he would be under the covers listening to the Red Sox on an old transistor radio. My husband is Red Sox Nation.
The Red Sox are trying to get to the World Series. It hasn’t been an easy trek so far. Last night, my husband’s best friend called us from Baghdad to get a report on how the Red Sox game was going. From Baghdad to check on a baseball game. I hope he called his wife, too….
The post-season usually occurs when the weather is amenable to opening the windows and letting the crisp, fresh air occupy the house. As soon as the game starts, though, I have to close the windows. Why? Because my husband takes the game very seriously and bad words can often be heard coming from the direction of his mouth. So, too, can shouts of joy. No matter which emotion is in play, it’s LOUD. This, from a man who under any other circumstance is normally reserved and rational.
I’ve often had visions of my neighbors looking at me with pity after hearing the high-pitched shouts coming from our house during the post-season. I’m sure they think my husband and I have been fighting like cats and dogs and that my husband abuses me. Yeah. Closing the windows is a good thing. Investing in some extra insulation might be a good thing too, come to think of it.
When my husband was in Afghanistan, the locals would set up tables outside of their camp where they would sell their crafts to the soldiers. One day, my husband saw a New York Yankees hat occupying the head of one of the local vendors.
That. Simply. Would. Not. Do.
No sirreee….
A fabulous sporting goods company generously donated a big box full of Red Sox ball caps to the service members in Afghanistan and sent the box to my husband. The Red Sox Nation in Afghanistan was very appreciative. I believe the first ball cap out of that box went to the Afghan vendor sporting the Yankees hat. No way was my husband going to walk past this man every day and look at that Yankee hat. I still laugh at the thought of this man in his traditional clothing and a Red Sox hat. No word on what happened to the Yankees hat, but if my husband disposed of it, I’m sure it’ll never see the light of day.
I still shake my head when I look at the box full of items my husband purchased from this particular vendor. I’ve given tons of stuff away already, not sure what I’m going to do with the rest. I think it was a quid pro quo. You wear this Red Sox hat and I’ll buy something from you every day. It seemed to have worked, for them, anyway.
If the Red Sox lose tonight, they will not go to the World Series. Tonight is SpouseBUZZ Talk Radio night. I have purchased a noise-canceling headset, but I’m still terrified that our G-rating is in serious jeopardy as we’ll be on air the same time the Red Sox are on television.
It could be bad, folks. It could be real bad.
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My BIL is like this with his (and MH's beloved Steelers). My SIL told me that one time after just moving into their quarters at their new base, the Steelers were playing on Monday Night Football. A late game for the east coast. BIL was his typical self — especially so, even, since the Steelers won. Next morning she is standing at the bus stop with the kids when the (new) neighbor casually mentioned, "Gee, your kids are pretty energetic this morning after being up so late last night." My SIL said, "Um, that….that wasn't the kids. That was my husband watching the game." Embarrassed would be an absolute understatement.
I am the EXACT same way with the Yankees. I have been known to yell at the TV, perform happy dances in the middle of the room (with people watching) and have even been suspected of throwing things at the tv. My husband voiced his approval of the last habit this post-season: when the Yankees were doing poorly he HOPED I would throw things at the TV…so he would have an excuse to buy a new big screen!
I feel your pain. My husband is currently in a FOB in Iraq and he gets to call every four days for 15 min. Today was his day to call. Second questions out of his mouth was, what are the Indians doing? They get the scores there but don't get to actually see the game. Yes, we are Tribe fans. Born and bred in Cleveland area, we are used to difficult seasons with all our sports teams. I am currently taking a break from the game right now which is 3-2 Boston. Can't take the pressure any longer. Imagine your husband is feeling the same way. But truly, the Indians should win. Pleeeease let them win. I mean, we have been so close, so often and never make it. Their has to be an end to our misery at some point, doesn't there?! If for no other reason than pity, someone should let us win. lol. Anyway, hope your husband survives the game and hope I have good news to tell my husband in 4 days when he calls again and I'm sure the game question will be his first question this time :).
Yep, I'm hearing all kinds of loud noises. I'm afraid to go downstairs. Afraid, I tell you….
This is just like my grandmother! She got hit by a motorcycle two nights ago (she's doing fine) and the first thing she asked when she woke up was if the Red Sox won!
My neighbors (& hubby) will be glad when the season is over! Looks like I get one more week though! YAY!! GO SOX!
Yes, I have a very happy husband!
Sorry, SeabeeSeniorWife….
Hey, you win some you lose some. In Cleveland sports we eventually lose. I'm pretty sure it was a sports newscaster in the area that said Cleveland Fans are the toughest around, they have more scare tissue than most athletes. And today, everyone had the same phrase that we use every year, "Well, maybe next year". Anyway, we wish best of luck to the Red Sox. Andi, I hope the homefront remains peaceful over the length of the series, lol.
Hello, I took these photos at Game 2 of the World Series at Fenway last Thursday night. http://picasaweb.google.com/markmansoor/ShoutOutT… Can you help find Steve so he can see the pix? Thanks, Mark
Hello, I took these photos at Game 2 of the World Series at Fenway last Thursday night. http://picasaweb.google.com/markmansoor/ShoutOutT… Can you help find Steve so he can see the pix? Thanks, Mark