Week 1 (win against Philadelphia):
Brian: We beat Philly! Mike McCarthy blah, blah [insert football commentary]...and Aaron Rodgers blah, blah [more football commentary]...
Kim: They look really good. I think they are going to go to the Superbowl.
Week 3 (loss to Chicago):
Brian: They are terrible. They don't deserve to win any more games. Blah, blah [again, football speak.]
Kim: I don't know, they just made a few mistakes. Overall, they look really good. I think they might be going to the Superbowl.
Brian: (not listening. Already on the iPad reading the Green Bay Press Gazette.) Hmph.
Week 9 (easy win against Dallas):
Brian: They looked great! They blah, blah [you get the drill at this point.]
Kim: Yes, I think they are going to the Superbowl.
Post-season, Game 2 against Atlanta:
Brian: [watching game and biting off nails]: Oh my God! You are kidding me! You have to catch that ball, [insert name of a Packer player]. [Yelling at TV] Your mother's a goat!
Kim: Okay sweetie, I'm heading out for Girls' Night. Are you sure it's okay I leave?
Brian: [eyes glued to the TV] Yes, yes, get out of here. [the score is 14-7, Packers are losing]. You're fine, have fun, tell the girls I said hi.
(Brian believes that anytime I watch any part of the Packer game, they mysteriously begin losing. I can't tell you how many times this has happened; essentially every game I've ever seen live, they have lost. And even when I watch the game for three seconds, the Packers do something like turn the ball over or the other team scores. It's uncanny, really. And so Brian has banned me from watching long stretches of Packer football. I am 100% okay with this since I don't really like football. I just really want the Packers to win so Brian is happy and not breaking stuff.)
Kim: [shrugging]: Okay. Love you. Bye.
**90 minutes later, with no TVs present**
Kim [catches glance of TV screen in the restaurant]: OMG! The Packers are up 35-14??? What? Oh, thank goodness.
**Game is over, Packers won**
Kim [to anyone who will listen]: I think they are going to the Superbowl.
Sunday, January 23:
Brian: So, where are you going to spend the next three hours?
Km: I'm going to the gym. I promise I won't watch the game. But I think they are going to win. If they go to the Superbowl, are you going?
Brian [shrugging]: Let's not talk about that. You're going to jinx it.
**2nd Quarter**
Kim [flips channel from Keeping up with the Kardashians to the game. Aaron Rodgers throws an interception.] Oh crap. [immediately changes the channel back. Packers intercept the ball from Chicago, the game goes to halftime.] Whew.
**Home from the gym, score is 14-7, Packers**
Kim: I'll go upstairs and get the baby [leaves room]
Brian [dances into living room]: TOUCHDOWN!
Kim [returns with baby. Chicago immediately marches down the field and scores. 21-14.]. Oh, crap.
Brian: Get out of here!
Kim [playing on the lawn with Scotty, fearful to return into the house, though straining to hear what is going on.] ::silence::
Brian [runs outside, almost spikes Scotty on the lawn out of celebration, picks him up again, twirls him around and begins dancing]: WE ARE GOING TO THE SUPERBOWL!!!!!
Kim: Told you so.
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Now, the only question that remains is...where am I going to go during the Superbowl??
Brian: We beat Philly! Mike McCarthy blah, blah [insert football commentary]...and Aaron Rodgers blah, blah [more football commentary]...
Kim: They look really good. I think they are going to go to the Superbowl.
Week 3 (loss to Chicago):
Brian: They are terrible. They don't deserve to win any more games. Blah, blah [again, football speak.]
Kim: I don't know, they just made a few mistakes. Overall, they look really good. I think they might be going to the Superbowl.
Brian: (not listening. Already on the iPad reading the Green Bay Press Gazette.) Hmph.
Week 9 (easy win against Dallas):
Brian: They looked great! They blah, blah [you get the drill at this point.]
Kim: Yes, I think they are going to the Superbowl.
Post-season, Game 2 against Atlanta:
Brian: [watching game and biting off nails]: Oh my God! You are kidding me! You have to catch that ball, [insert name of a Packer player]. [Yelling at TV] Your mother's a goat!
Kim: Okay sweetie, I'm heading out for Girls' Night. Are you sure it's okay I leave?
Brian: [eyes glued to the TV] Yes, yes, get out of here. [the score is 14-7, Packers are losing]. You're fine, have fun, tell the girls I said hi.
(Brian believes that anytime I watch any part of the Packer game, they mysteriously begin losing. I can't tell you how many times this has happened; essentially every game I've ever seen live, they have lost. And even when I watch the game for three seconds, the Packers do something like turn the ball over or the other team scores. It's uncanny, really. And so Brian has banned me from watching long stretches of Packer football. I am 100% okay with this since I don't really like football. I just really want the Packers to win so Brian is happy and not breaking stuff.)
Kim: [shrugging]: Okay. Love you. Bye.
**90 minutes later, with no TVs present**
Kim [catches glance of TV screen in the restaurant]: OMG! The Packers are up 35-14??? What? Oh, thank goodness.
**Game is over, Packers won**
Kim [to anyone who will listen]: I think they are going to the Superbowl.
Sunday, January 23:
Brian: So, where are you going to spend the next three hours?
Km: I'm going to the gym. I promise I won't watch the game. But I think they are going to win. If they go to the Superbowl, are you going?
Brian [shrugging]: Let's not talk about that. You're going to jinx it.
**2nd Quarter**
Kim [flips channel from Keeping up with the Kardashians to the game. Aaron Rodgers throws an interception.] Oh crap. [immediately changes the channel back. Packers intercept the ball from Chicago, the game goes to halftime.] Whew.
**Home from the gym, score is 14-7, Packers**
Kim: I'll go upstairs and get the baby [leaves room]
Brian [dances into living room]: TOUCHDOWN!
Kim [returns with baby. Chicago immediately marches down the field and scores. 21-14.]. Oh, crap.
Brian: Get out of here!
Kim [playing on the lawn with Scotty, fearful to return into the house, though straining to hear what is going on.] ::silence::
Brian [runs outside, almost spikes Scotty on the lawn out of celebration, picks him up again, twirls him around and begins dancing]: WE ARE GOING TO THE SUPERBOWL!!!!!
Kim: Told you so.
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Now, the only question that remains is...where am I going to go during the Superbowl??
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