Last Sunday, we showed up mid-afternoon at the kids’ house in Silver Spring bearing salty snacks. The agenda: The Boston Patriots vs. The Pittsburgh Steelers, accompanied by a huge pot of Jeremy’s signature chili.
Nine people (and two dogs) were watching, all but one rooting for the Pats. We were glad to be on the couch in a warm basement because it was pouring rain on the playing field in Pittsburgh.
I’m not a huge football fan, but there’s something about the Patriots and the way that Tom Brady, their amazing quarterback, can turn a game around in the last minute. The one Steelers fan among us was devastated while the rest of us were thrilled with the Patriots’ comeback.
Afternoons like that are why we’re here.