Monday, September 27, 2010

I know what you are thinking.....

We are Raiders Fans??
Well, yes we are.

Jamesie Pooh is a true Raiders fan. He would marry Howie Long if he could. He has been a fan since he was 3. Really there is nothing more American than football (well maybe there is...apple pie, baseball, freedom, etc....). Marrying James, meant marrying the Raiders. Honestly, not growing up with a role model of a Dad, I didn't have a team to be loyal to, so why not the Raiders? The closest thing to me liking a football team would be the Colts, because my sisters boyfriend liked them when I was in jr. high.....I still like them. BUT, I love the Raiders because I LOVE my husband. As we all know, I have a lot of moxie and me liking something just because my man does, well that is a pretty big thing for a sassy gal like me.

The last time the Raiders came to town, Cali was a baby. I surprised James with tickets, he thought I was the best wife in the world. However, all he kept saying was......it will be so amazing to take Cali to a Raiders game one day. One day came.......

Let me tell you a little thing about my husband, he is sweet and generous. He honestly finds contentment in anything that happens in his life. He is always, forever content. When we found out the Raiders were coming to town, I immediately said we are going. He immediately said....no, it is okay, it is better to watch it on TV. I said we should go almost everyday and everyday it was another excuse as to why it was okay if we didn't go. Well, there are some wedding vows that have to be broken......for instance that "obey" vow.....well that vow can go by the way side when your man puts his ladies before himself everyday of his life and he tells me not to spoil him.

James was sicker than he has ever been the day before the game.  But, dude can rally.  AND rally he did..... on Sunday morning when he wanted to toss his cookies.  Instead he put on his Jackson jersey, his all time favorite Raiders hat and we were off.  Of course, not before telling his girls they looked beautiful, because  that is how he rolls.  Also, I think Calista and myself in Raiders gear is his dream come true.

We stopped to eat at a marvelous Mexican food restaurant that had a wonderful buffet......oh and it had a chocolate fountain.  I almost won the Bad Mom Award by letting Calista go straight for the flowing chocolate....BUT I made her eat real food first.  Then we hit the fountain of goodness.....
Cali helped with the pictures and comments.....

Like I said...Dude can rally!

Let's do some talking about Raiders fans.....they are scary. However, when you are a Raiders fan....other Raiders fan (even if they are scary) will stick up for you and have your back no matter what. Awesome.
 
 
  
 
 I have to admit....I screamed for Fitzgerald when he ran out...a true Arizonian has to cheer for him.  Even with 100 Raiders fans sitting by you.
 
Do you see that beer???? That is what caused the fight in the 3rd quarter...the more to drink, the meaner the Raiders fan!
 
 
These guys held this flag out for other Raiders fans to take their picture in front of it.  I thought I may get jumped if I took pictures of other people getting their picture in front of the flag.  I stopped with this one.
 
Oh the last kick...I think we all know how it turned out.
I have to say, that both teams played about the same.
The Raiders just played a little bit worse.
 
The game is over....and my poor babe looked like this
 
AND this......
 
But, this happened and it made everything all better..... 
Yes, she is wearing silver leggings.
Only a true fashionista could pull this off......
 
 
 
 
Even though they may not be the best team right now, they will always be my mans team AND they are a special kind of a team.
Even the fans are a "team" of some sorts.....you mess with one Raider fan, you mess with them all.
My motto of peace and love for all, went right out the window at this game, oh well.....
We felt the love when we got home and talked all about the game.
RAIDER NATION
Peace Out




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