Sally and I have been married for more than 27 years. During that time, she has watched exactly two games on TV with me — the two Bears’ Super Bowl appearances. She’s gone to quite a few baseball games and a couple basketball games with me, but just to watch the crowd and enjoy the spectacle, not to pay attention to the play on the field.
In 1984, when the Cubs played the Padres, she didn’t watch. When the final game ended, she was already in bed. I turned off the TV and went in to tell her the Cubs had lost. She cried. She hadn’t watched a minute of the season or the playoffs, but she cried.
In 1986, when the Bears played the Patriots in Super Bowl XX, we were at a friend’s house with other people, and I can’t recall whether she paid attention to the game or not. Neither can she.
So I was rather surprised when she announced that she wanted to watch the game with me tonight. Pleased, but surprised. And watch it she did — the whole thing. But that wasn’t all. She also made me nachos and told me that if I wanted anything to let her know and she’d get it for me.
And her reaction to the Bears 29-17 loss? (Although the final score was really 22-17 because that guy did step out of bounds on that interception run back.) She wanted to know why Rex Grossman kept throwing the ball to the other team.
I didn’t have an answer for her.
Only 10 days until pitchers and catchers report.