It is Iggle weekend

[chelelev]

The biggest weekend of the NFL season (next to Superbowl but one step at a time).  No wonder January 24th is the most depressing day (and I do hope it is real depressing in Atlanta Monday am) of the year.

I have paid homage to the playoff gods.  Proper sacrifices of cold beer and chips have been acquired for the Sunday am sacrificial service.  I am prepared not to watch if they seem to do better without me, I will not be wearing any Iggle gear (but if it appears that they need me to put it on, it is ready to go).  I really really really want to be doing the Happy Dance come 4 pm est (wearing my Iggle wardrobe at that point).

GO IGGLES!

Comments

[chelelev.livejournal.com]

Thank you for making the donations to the football gods.

I am not familiar with Morton Anderson (must google him). Does he still play?

[bigbrain61.livejournal.com]

He's the Vikings kicker. :-p

[chelelev.livejournal.com]

Oh my, I wasn't that observant last weekend was I? Guess I only pay attention to the Iggles and Hawks. My bad :( .

[bigbrain61.livejournal.com]

He's actually been in the league for 20 years for the Saints, Chiefs, and Vikings. He's 44 years old. He's pretty much a sure shot for the hall of fame - excellent accuracy kicker, but pretty much useless beyond the 35 yard line. (No offense to the above)

[chelelev.livejournal.com]

Now that we know someone who is related to him....do you think we can get ourselves a couple of Super Bowl tickets?

[takarakanashi.livejournal.com]

Frick, I wish I could get myself some Superbowl tix... *takes trip to the department of back story* He and my dad tried out for the Saints at the same time... they got to be good friends... we were the only family invited to the Saints parties, and all the football players wanted to hold me... imagine big football player guy holding wee lil baby Amber... yay cute.

Anyways, long story cut short... my parents made him my godfather. His parents gave me a really expensive amber heart from North Sea. He got mad at my dad for asking him to repay the money he borrowed... they're not friends anymore... but he's still my godfather. Therefore, I couldn't get myself any tickets if I tried.

Sad story about how becoming famous makes you a jerk. No offense taken.

[chelelev.livejournal.com]

It is so sad when good friends have a falling out over money (which can cause marriages to break up much less friendships). Sorry.