Patriots
During the time I lived in Boston, I was far more interested in the fortunes of the Boston Red Sox than I ever was in American Football. On the whole, the more baseball I watch, the more I enjoy the game, and the more interest I find in it — whereas the more football I watched, the more I thought it was just the same old stuff over and over again. But I was there for long enough not to be entirely unaffected by the news that the New England Patriots won the Super Bowl last night in a major upset against the St Louis Rams. Here’s what Brian, a real New Englander, has to say:
One of the earliest gifts I remember was a red sweater with a white zipper up the front and a big patch over the left breast. I was probably five years old, and it was cool, it looked to me like a space outfit. Actually, it was a New England Patriots sweater my godfather gave me. I’ve been a fan since my earliest memories.I went over to a friend’s house between Porter Square and Davis Square. Vegas had the Rams to win by 14 points, which is a blowout, and the pre-game discussion was all about the Rams this and the Rams that. And here came this team that was supposed to come in last in their conference, played well, had a great coach, and didn’t give up.
I don’t know if you saw the game, since the second half especially is shown absurdly late. The Pats had a huge lead and the Rams came back and tied the game with less than two minutes to play. It was crushing. But they fought back, and moved the ball up the field with surprising confidence, kicking a field goal with something like three seconds left.
It was wonderful.
OK, that’s enough about football. The baseball season beckons…