It's sad, but I'm married to one. She is a fine lady and seems to cheer for the Dawgs when we play other teams, but I'm not that good, in fact I hate 'em. I usually have to rededicate my life on Sunday at church when they win. I sat through that 45 - 0 trashing and kept my mouth shut. The guy sitting next to me was up/down on every play and you may recall he had a lot to cheer about that day. He was too damn fat for his seat and leaned on me the entire game. I felt like I had been run over by Michael Oher. The lady in front of me brought some type of lawn 17 chair into the stadium which gave me no leg room. She was ugly as ****, but her fat *** thought she was really dressed up. There I was wedged in there. I couldn't say anything because I had nothing to cheer about. About that time Jerrell Powe of all people picked off a pass.......I said ****.
