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Monday, February 3, 2014

The 5 Stages of Dealing with a Bronco Loss

So on Wednesday of last week, I was talking to the hubby about what I should write for Sarah's linkup 'Super Bowl XLVIII'. On a whim, I was thinking about what I would post if by a very slim chance the Broncos lost--obviously I jinxed it. 


If you had the misfortune to watch the Super Bowl yesterday, you know that the Broncos took that slightly slim chance and quadrupled it. If we were going to lose we should have at least lost to the Patriots and not even gotten our hopes up for a Super Bowl win. We lost 43 to 8--that's 43 to 8!!!! I'm still trying to process that fiasco. Which is why--I've come up with this post. (PS--If you are a Seahawks fan, kindly take pity on me and my grief and don't rub it in)

Stage 1--DENIAL
Just keep waving that finger, Dawson, because that is exactly how I felt when the first half ended with the Broncos down by a whopping 22 points. Nope, I told the hubs--it wasn't possible. My team could not possible lose to Seattle of all people in an almost shut-out game. Nah unh, not after the incredibleness that was this season. Call it denial....or wishful thinking--either way, I had it, as did the entirety of the #BroncoNation. 

Stage 2--ANGER
Alright it's the beginning of the third quarter...the Broncos are still in this game. They can completely make up twenty-two points within two quarters. I'm mad now....I'm yelling at the TV. 'Just throw the ball in their general direction, Peyton!!! Did you ask Eli for advice today???' Yep, I was really into it. Zach was scared--he's never seen his wife throw a real tantrum before. Thank you, Broncos, for revealing that lovely side of my personality. 

Stage 3--BARGAINING
Please, guys, just get a touchdown!!! All I want is a touchdown....not even a touchdown....just field goal points. Come on, Peyton, can't you just get me withing field goal range? Pleeeassseee. I'll love you forever. I will name my firstborn child after you JUST SCORE!!! Pathetic right? Yes, I'm aware.
 
Stage 4--DEPRESSION
It's the end of the third quarter and the Broncos are down by 28 points. Our fate is sealed--we're losing and we're losing bad. It sucks. Life sucks. Football definitely sucks. I'm never naming my child after Peyton Manning. He has failed me. I'm never wearing orange again. It was always a horrible color on me and now it's just a joke. Football sucks. I'm never ever watching it again. Or playing it again. Just not happening. Get me ice cream, a whole gallons worth. And tissues--I need those. 

Stage 5--ACCEPTANCE

Well.....there's not much left to say. Broncos lost. Super Bowl XLVIII was a waste of time and energy, even the commercials weren't all that fantastic--the only good ones were the Budweiser commercials. That in itself is pretty sad. But hey, we've accepted it--there's always next year, right. Maybe I'll just find another sport to love. Wait, is this how it feels like when your team doesn't even make it to the Super Bowl? Hmmm...well if other people can get through it so can I. When does football season start again??
Well, friends, I wish I could say that I was in the acceptance phase already, but it's just too soon. I'm still at the depression part. We lost to the Seahawks, boo y'all, boo. If you need me, I'll be eating a ice cream in my sweatshirt and pants, wondering about the meaning of life...er football. 

How was your Super Bowl experience? As bad as mine? What was your favorite commercial?


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Monday, February 3, 2014

The 5 Stages of Dealing with a Bronco Loss

So on Wednesday of last week, I was talking to the hubby about what I should write for Sarah's linkup 'Super Bowl XLVIII'. On a whim, I was thinking about what I would post if by a very slim chance the Broncos lost--obviously I jinxed it. 


If you had the misfortune to watch the Super Bowl yesterday, you know that the Broncos took that slightly slim chance and quadrupled it. If we were going to lose we should have at least lost to the Patriots and not even gotten our hopes up for a Super Bowl win. We lost 43 to 8--that's 43 to 8!!!! I'm still trying to process that fiasco. Which is why--I've come up with this post. (PS--If you are a Seahawks fan, kindly take pity on me and my grief and don't rub it in)

Stage 1--DENIAL
Just keep waving that finger, Dawson, because that is exactly how I felt when the first half ended with the Broncos down by a whopping 22 points. Nope, I told the hubs--it wasn't possible. My team could not possible lose to Seattle of all people in an almost shut-out game. Nah unh, not after the incredibleness that was this season. Call it denial....or wishful thinking--either way, I had it, as did the entirety of the #BroncoNation. 

Stage 2--ANGER
Alright it's the beginning of the third quarter...the Broncos are still in this game. They can completely make up twenty-two points within two quarters. I'm mad now....I'm yelling at the TV. 'Just throw the ball in their general direction, Peyton!!! Did you ask Eli for advice today???' Yep, I was really into it. Zach was scared--he's never seen his wife throw a real tantrum before. Thank you, Broncos, for revealing that lovely side of my personality. 

Stage 3--BARGAINING
Please, guys, just get a touchdown!!! All I want is a touchdown....not even a touchdown....just field goal points. Come on, Peyton, can't you just get me withing field goal range? Pleeeassseee. I'll love you forever. I will name my firstborn child after you JUST SCORE!!! Pathetic right? Yes, I'm aware.
 
Stage 4--DEPRESSION
It's the end of the third quarter and the Broncos are down by 28 points. Our fate is sealed--we're losing and we're losing bad. It sucks. Life sucks. Football definitely sucks. I'm never naming my child after Peyton Manning. He has failed me. I'm never wearing orange again. It was always a horrible color on me and now it's just a joke. Football sucks. I'm never ever watching it again. Or playing it again. Just not happening. Get me ice cream, a whole gallons worth. And tissues--I need those. 

Stage 5--ACCEPTANCE

Well.....there's not much left to say. Broncos lost. Super Bowl XLVIII was a waste of time and energy, even the commercials weren't all that fantastic--the only good ones were the Budweiser commercials. That in itself is pretty sad. But hey, we've accepted it--there's always next year, right. Maybe I'll just find another sport to love. Wait, is this how it feels like when your team doesn't even make it to the Super Bowl? Hmmm...well if other people can get through it so can I. When does football season start again??
Well, friends, I wish I could say that I was in the acceptance phase already, but it's just too soon. I'm still at the depression part. We lost to the Seahawks, boo y'all, boo. If you need me, I'll be eating a ice cream in my sweatshirt and pants, wondering about the meaning of life...er football. 

How was your Super Bowl experience? As bad as mine? What was your favorite commercial?


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