Santa Heard Me!

I didn’t sit on his lap, but I did ask Santa for a defense that could stop the run.  Last Saturday at the playoff game vs. the Chiefs I got just that . . . and more.  I don’t think Kansas City got a first down until the 3rd quarter.  Peyton was a little off (3 interceptions, I think), but it’s okay, I still love him.

The tickets to the first playoff game was a stocking stuffer from Mike.  Yeah, I got him some aftershave, socks and chocolate-covered pretzels in his stocking.  Guess I’ll have to step it up next year.  It was a fabulous time.  The dome was crazy.  Although it doesn’t look like it from the picture, our seats were great.  A little high, but on the 50-yard-line.  I could really get used to going to these games on a regular basis. 

So now we’re off to face the Ravens in Baltimore.  Mike is actually headed to Baltimore for a sales meeting Wed-Fri.  At first he tried to convince me to fly out on Friday and go to the game on Saturday.  I love my Colts and all, but 1) the Ravens don’t play in a dome.  Call me a pansy, tell me I’m not a true fan, but damn it I don’t do cold.  I tried it once at a Titans game.  Talk about some pissing and moaning.  And 2) there is no way I would subject myself to all the trash talk I’d get by walking into that stadium with my #18 jersey on (not that you’d be able to see it under all the layers of coats I’d have to wear).  Here in Indy we’re all Midwestern and polite to opposing teams that show up in our house.  We had some Chiefs fans behind us and I swear the Colts fans next to them offered to buy them a hot dog.  I don’t think they’re that friendly in Baltimore, even to the ladies. 

So I’ll be watching from home.  Say a little prayer that Mike comes home alive if he chooses to go to that stadium without me.  He’ll need it, since I’ll be using all mine up on praying for a W.  I’m sure there’s nothing tacky or selfish about that, right?

GO COLTS!!!!!!!!