My husband turned the TV on and a college game appeared.
“Are the 49ers playing tomorrow?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
“Who do they play?”
“The Seattle Seahawks.”
“Sounds like a game they’ll lose.” (I just said this to goad him. I don’t watch football and have no idea who is “strong” and who is “weak.”)
“Oh, they’re going to lose all right! The Niners suck…”
“You don’t sound like a very good fan.”
“Just because I’m a fan doesn’t mean I’m stupid.”
Kismet 
Sad. I have been up and down with the Niners since my youth and before Joe Montana when they couldn’t beat a Girl Scout troop. Being a fan means being a realist. History says there’s hope!
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Phil, my husband sits in your Camp of Hope. 🙂
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