NFL Spirit — Go Team!

Ladies and Gentlemen, Super Bowl XLVIII is between the Seattle Seahawks and The Denver Broncos! Sunday, February 2, 2014 at 3:30 pm.  This is big.

The NFL websites have just about everything and I think we could all support our team with a little more conscious effort. To get the best out of your NFL spirit, you should surround yourself with team gear and logos. Everything it seems has team logos.  It’s freaking amazing.

Imagine life where you really care about your team and your entire heart and soul believed in the power of luck and karma. It helped in baseball with the Boston Red Sox when they had the “Curse of the Bambino.”  They went 86 years without winning the World Series.  Those Sox fans stayed strong and true.

But this is Football, Football, Football! It’s not just a sport, it’s a lifestyle lived at home, in your car, on the radio, at the gym, at work, fantasy football and online. Restaurants name dinner plates after teams and Brewers even name beers after teams. Grocery stores and convenience stores advertise and stack for your convenience anything you might possibly need for game day and still get you to buy more. Everywhere you drive today cars and trucks are covered with team decals and flags.  And my friend, you are still not totally in to it!

The well-dressed man, not just on Super Bowl Sunday, but every day of the year, should be into his team. Wake up in the morning, drop your team’s micro-fleeced pajama bottoms onto the floor for the old lady to pick up and step onto your team’s lush bathmat before climbing into the steamy shower.

While you vigorously soap up the team wash cloth with the sport scented bath soap, you turn around slowly letting the heat of the water warm and relax your body. Okay, men finish and turn off the water so I can move on. Go ahead and use the huge fluffy team towel then cover up with your team robe, slip on the team slippers and meet me in the bedroom. No really. No need to shave, it’s Super Bowl Sunday.

Open the top dresser drawer for your matching team socks and slip them on. Above the dresser is an eight-framed autograph collection. Not the whole team yet, but gives you something to work for.

Second drawer, has your underwear, hmmmm, which team underwear for today? Go ahead and pick your favorite. Somewhere in the bottom drawer is your favorite team sweat pants.  It’s not just Sunday, it’s Super Bowl Sunday and that qualifies for an absolutely comfortable pair of team sweats. On your way to the closet you suddenly have a warm, sweet smell waft past your nostrils and you look around for its source. Oh, just the team Scentsy plugged in to the wall.

Hang your team robe on the hook. Jersey, tee or sweatshirt? It’s supposed to be in the seventies today so that’s really comfortable; I think one of the team Jersey’s will be fine. “How about that team headband?” you ask.

No. “Team fishing hat or visor?” I don’t think so; please stick to the team cap. Skip the team tennis shoes and the soft team slippers, where did you last have those team flip-flops? Darn it, don’t you hate when you do that? Back to the dresser. I know your team covered cell phone already has a clock but it’s for the team, put on your watch with the team clock face.

I know you won’t worry about making the bed with the team sheets, pillow cases and comforter with matching deco pillows, she’ll get it later. But wait, can you at least go back and turn off the bedside team lamp? You’re finished, so head on out to the kitchen for that well needed first cup of morning java.

Your nose smells breakfast and coffee, your ears hear pots and pans and the water running, but when you walk around that column covered with the team logo and step into the kitchen your eyes see one of the most beautiful women in the world and you are instantly filled with amazement at how deep your love is for her.

You are drawn to her body and wrap your arms around her noting the team jersey and team flannel shorts she slept in. Kissing, hugging and whispering sweet nothings, then suddenly, what do you see but your missing flip-flops!  Both are on the dog’s team bed pillow and they better not be chewed to bits!  Thank goodness both are fine you note as you slip them on your feet.

While you read the online NFL news, drink your coffee and eat breakfast I’ll follow her while she gets dressed.

It is not a man’s world! Imagine this ladies, you step into your enormous walk-in closet. Your senses are heightened by the warm team colors that have flowed from the bedroom into the closet. While you pick his robe off the floor and re-hang it on the hook, you also smell the team Scentsy and smile.

Your hands gently caress across the hangers of color-coded tanks, short sleeved to three quarter sleeved all the way down to long sleeved team shirts. You love the variety — it looks like a store rack. Cutaway, hoodie, V-neck, scoop neck, zip front, button front, slim fit, pullover, so many choices.

Do you want a dress, tank, tee, sweat shirt or maybe even a sweater? You look across to the end of the closet where you keep your shoes and see the team slippers, flip-flops and cowboy boots with the team logo and make an instant decision: today’s wardrobe will be team socks, boots, team jean skirt and a gorgeous blue colored, short sleeved cutaway team top.

To the dresser for undies and there you choose your newest team thong. Straightening the items on the dresser top and dropping his team wallet back into his drawer, you can finally head into the bathroom.

You also drop your pajamas to the floor onto his and grab a quick shower. Drying off with your team towel and then throwing both yours and his team towels and team pajamas into the hamper you get dressed. You do a quick pony tail with the team hair tie and pull your pony tail through the ball cap, a little bit of makeup and you are finished getting yourself ready for Super Bowl Sunday.

Now to the House

On your way out of the bathroom you make the bed, returning all the team pillows to their places and even setting your team’s plush stuffed animal in his rightful place, comfortably between the pillows.

Friends are coming for the game so she needs to get out there and be prepared.

The TV was going so she gave him her keys on the team logo key chain and asked him to at least run out to the truck and bring in the team logo bag with the stuff she bought yesterday.

She got him a new 2014 team business card holder, team pens, a new team notebook and a team coloring book with team crayons for the friend’s kids when they arrive for the game. She hoped he would notice the new team steering wheel cover in her truck when he sat on the team seat covers.

The team license plate was already on the truck, along with team decals and a team flag flying from the window. Hopefully he didn’t notice her expensive new team Dynasty sunglasses left on the console.

The official NFL team DVD’s were carefully dusted off, in case they wanted to watch one before the game. “Greatest Follies,” “Ultimate NFL,” “A Football Life” and “NFL Rush Zone” were always good to watch.

After straightening the team couch throw, there was a quick dust of the team football in a case; mini team helmet and team bobble heads, which reminded her that the safe wasn’t locked after putting in this year’s gold and silver team coins.

Next in to the kitchen where the chilled team beer mugs, team shot glasses and the team cheeseboard with its tool set were set out for use and display. To prepare the snacks she knew she would also need to find the team carving board for the meats. Thank goodness everyone would help with a dish or two.

With everything chilling and ready to serve, she stood on the 4-by-5 team logo rug in front of the kitchen window thinking about what she needed to do next. Her eyes absentmindedly glanced at the team rain gauge hanging right outside the window and then to the NFL team flag blowing in the slight breeze.

Oh, time to feed the dog. Touchdown was one great pup and deserved the best. She opened the pantry and reached past the hanging team leash, team pull toy and team tennis balls to pull out Touchdown’s favorite doggie team jersey for the game. A cup of his food dumped it into his team logo bowl and he was set to go. Touchdown heard the sound and came running from somewhere in the house. She heard the sounds of his claws when he hit the kitchen floor sliding into the bowl. As soon as his nose disappeared into the bowl she pulled his head back up and quickly pulled the jersey over his nose and eyes and smoothed it around his team collar.  He went happily back to munching without skipping a beat. Eventually Touchdown would make his way into the living room to nap at his master’s feet.

The team doorbell rang and it was finally time to welcome friends, pat the proudly displayed Super Bowl gnome sitting on a team football for luck and sit down with friends to enjoy a good game watching our beloved team.

Now that wasn’t too awkward.  Team just flowed off your tongue each time, didn’t it?  Go Team!

If anything here sounded like something you absolutely have to own, I found all my ideas and photos on www.nflshop.com.