We have some crazy Broncos fans in this house.
Okay, really I'm the only crazy one but I'm working on the rest of them. Glenn will watch games with me - unless I tell him he has to go someplace else because the team was winning while he wasn't watching the game and now they are losing because he's sitting on the couch - and the kids will be playing in the den and periodically asking me which team is the 'bad guys.' If it's an afternoon game, Reina is usually napping and so I can't yell and scream at the tv which I guess is best for everyone. If it's a late night game, Will will ask me in the morning if the Broncos won and he'll give me a high five if the answer is "yes!" He'll even wear the orange and blue shirt to school, even though it features nary a Lego character, sword or a ninja on it. But for now, I'm still the only one who is irrationally happy for the rest of the day when the game ends in a W and sulks for hours when it doesn't. For now.
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