Everyday Randomness

The Football Beef

Yes there’s tension in my house again, and this time it’s over football. Just when I thought hubby’s friend and I were starting to get along things had to go sour. It’s quite funny actually. See, I love football, and that’s just one of my things you don’t mess with. I’m not as big into Pro teams as I am College Football, but you still don’t mess with me and my teams. Everyone knows I’m a huge Clemson fan, but a lot of people don’t know my dad is a Gamecock fan. If he comes over decked out in Carolina red I won’t let him walk in my house until he takes off his hat and changes his shirt. Haha I know it’s mean, but it’s this little “game” we have going on. My dad won’t let me in his house in my Clemson shirt unless I’ve got something over it. We’ve also got our team tags on the front of our trucks, and those tend to disappear from time to time. I hate walking outside to find a Gamecock tag on my Blazer!

Yeah, so you can see how I feel about my teams. When it comes to Pro Football I’m a Philadelphia Eagles fan foremost, and I also have to claim the Carolina Panthers since they’re my “local” team. Hubby’s friend is from Indiana and therefore an Indianapolis Colts fan.  This week he picked up a Colts flag for a decent price, and that’s when all hell broke loose.  He actually thinks I’m going to let him hang it up in MY house.  Yeah right!  That’s just funny.  I don’t care if he thinks nobody will see it in the guest room.  It ain’t hanging in my house!