Are football afternoons in the Nicholes house. We are a Bears family. Mostly because the enthusiasm that Mr. Nicholes has for them is TOTALLY contagious, and mostly because,well, being a Packers, Vikings, or Cowboys family in this city is total blasphemy!
While I will be the first to admit that I can actually go a Sunday without the sport, there is something strangely cathartic about Fall and the start of the football season. People unite, and some families part ways for four months due to allegiances that they have. It’s fun, it’s passionate, it’s human.
I am thinking of getting all of the little people (still don’t think that Mighty will want to wear any Bears paraphernalia) for our Sunday ritual and gearing them up to bleed blue and orange for all the world to see.