Friday, January 29, 2010

Cape Cod Incredible.... errr.. Awesome

Ladies and gents, Welcome to Incredible Week! This week will be solely, SOLELY dedicated to all things Incredible. Mr Incredible, that is. There will be a series of guest bloggers until Mr. Incredible reads slash followsfor the week, blogging about all of his favorite things.  Goal: Some attention


Now this girl, she knows her sports... even if all she can think about is her nonexistent handbag all the while.  I'm pleased to introduce to you Jess from Cape Cod Awesome!  She's done her research and knows best to talk about the Buffalo Bills.  kinda.  *side note: I've learned through reading this that the "pats" are not, in fact a teaspoon of butter.  Just sayin'.



i feel beyond honored that i have been asked to do a guest post here at imperfect daisies. kiera rocks, and i am not sure that my unintelligent ramblings will due her blog any justice (especially having to follow some pretty impressive guest bloggers). i have been searching my little pea brain on things i could come up with that mr. incredible would enjoy. if any of you read my blog, you know that i like to talk about bump its, spider attacks, and other generally sparkly unicorn rainbow stuff. before i lose you, mr. incredible, let’s focus for a moment on virgins. guys dig virgins, right? well, i am a virgin guest poster, so kiera, thank you for being my first. i will remember it forever and always.

as for other guy related stuff…i do drink beer, however, i am pretty confident that allyson’s story beats any i could come up with. so, i figured i will see if i can steer this puppy at sports. i am a new englander, so my pats, sox, bruins and celts really are my boys. usually. i guess some people would call it “fair-weather”, i call it smart. after my heart was broken by the pats blowing a perfect season (who does that?!), i decided i needed to protect my little tender feelings from further torment, so i pulled back the reigns a smidge. but back in the day, when i was with the previous boyfriend, we were diehard. this was the type of guy that would make me watch reruns of sportcenter because “the ticker on the bottom of the screen says different stuff than the first (800) time(s) we watched”. we spent all day sunday in front of every nfl game in the country (and monday nights, and sometimes thursdays), and if any of his teams lost, it was a bad day (sometimes bad week) around our house. we couldn’t move if things were going well, but if the game was going bad, we had to change seats, sit indian style, hold our breath, stand on one leg while patting our head and rubbing our stomach (you get the point…). so in 2003, i decided to be the awesomest girlfriend ever and get us pats tickets. here is a lesson folks: unless you want to spend $400 for two tickets- buy early. but whatevs, i am a rocking girlfriend, i will totally spend $400 on something i know will appease the sporty boyfriend gods.

a brief reminder of the pats 2003 season, they started the season being killlllllled by the buffalo bills (0-31) with drew bledsoe and lawyer milloy, two of our previous players. ouch. bad start (now, i realize that mr. incredible and kiera live in buffalo, i promise this is not going to go in a “pats rock, bills suck” direction- pinky swearsies). so being all rad like i am, i get us tickets for the last game of the regular season, against, you guessed it, the bills. it was the game that decided home field advantage throughout the playoffs, so it was a pretty big deal.

so we get to the stadium and immediately people are trying to buy our tickets off of us. having shelled out an amount of money that could have bought me a rad handbag, i seriously considered it. more than once. but, i knew that would probably not go over well with the bf, so i looked straight down at the ground and tried not to think dollar signs. one would think spending that much would get one good seats. well apparently not when that one waits until the last minute. once we get in the stadium, i thought i would die before we finished climbing mount gillette. we finally get to our seats, and i have to commend mr. kraft here, even in the nose bleed section, the view was perfect.

we settled in with our hats, mittens, and million dollar beers. as soon as the game started, the stadium filled with the most amazing energy i have ever been around. it was the single most exciting event i have ever been to…better than gavin rossdale, better than dave matthews, better than tina turner.  the crowd is screaming, cheering, doing salt inspired dances. the pat dude keeps firing off a canon, the patriots cheerleaders are all pretty and bouncy and cheery. the hours go by in mere seconds. of course, i can’t sit here and tell you that so and so scored this, ran for this, and threw for this, because i have no freaking clue. what i can tell you is that the pats beat the bills 31-0, as they had done to us the first game of the season.  but that didn’t even matter, even if the pats had lost- my point is: ladies- if you have not gone to a game, GO (salt style preferably). it is exciting, fun, pretty, you get to see hot guys run around in tight pants, and your man will think you rock and buy you something (in my case, it was a burberry purse). you can’t lose.

15 comments:

  1. If this wasn't a post that will get women to football games, I don't know what will. :) I totally agree...you just cannot beat the energy in that stadium. I'm already working on the list of games that I'm going to get to next season. Because as you said...buy early or pay the price. Literally.

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  2. fortunately quasi-bf has season ticks to most sporting events in houston, so i'm not shelling out this kind of dough. daaaaamn, jess - you are a good gf!!!!!

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  3. haha true dat kiera- total very ex. eek- i am so excited to see a guest post by me.
    thanks again kiera!!

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  4. My hubs doesn't like to watch sports, what can I get (do) for him to get a Burberry anything?

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  5. I love going to games. Unless the Chargers lose. When the Chargers lost to the Broncos early in the season I was there and i called the Broncos fans in front of me, 'butt pirates.' And I took a pic and posted to my FB showing the world the Butt Pirates.

    I know. Sore loser.

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  6. Well done Jess! I'm dying to go to pro games as well as some college games this coming season!!! Well done girl! ox

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  7. You have some confession recognition at MODG! Congrats!

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  8. better than tina turner? nuh, uh. Well done jess!
    Kiran

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  9. Damn, you are a kickass gf Jess! I'm taking notes! ;) Great post woman!

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  10. Seriously, your ex-boyfriend sounds EXACTLY like me. I am like the biggest female football fanatic. And so I can appreciate ANY female who can at least sit through a game. And yes, my boyfriends know if they want a little "somethin somethin" from me, football tickets are the true way to this girls heart. Good job on popping your guest blog cherry!

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  11. You're right! I hate it all on tv but it's pretty darn fun in person!

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  12. I win!!! I knew "pats" was short for "Patriots" but that's only because I am the WORST of fair-weather fans. I can only hope that you're the one who left bf because if he dumped you after all that, he deserves to meet face-to-face with a train.

    Awesome virgin blog post! It hurts a little at first...but then it feels REALLY good!!

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  13. Football+me/husband x going to the mall= ... i don't know

    i do not do football. Sorry sister.

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