Saturday night I watched the Carolina Pantehers and the Arizona Cardinals play for the division playoff. It was painful to watch.
The homefield advantage didn't work for the Panthers. About six minutes left on the fourth quarter, the stadium was 90 per cent empty. Fans had left, maybe brokenhearted, but what was left to watch, anyway?
In the beginning of the season, I watched the Panthers played twice. Both times, they lost. Each time, I could see the sadness in Delhomme's eyes, who is the quarterback for the Panthers. I really felt sorry for him so I pledged to myself that next time I watch the Panthers, I will cheer for them.
I did not get to see the Panthers play again throughout the season but I was happy that they did well after those losses as they made it as the NFC South Division champions. Good for them.
Then last Saturday, it was the worst game they ever played. And to think it was Delhomme's birthday. Maybe it was me -- I should have not watched it. Maybe they had done better. It was as if someone put a curse on the game.
About TVmomma:
I created this blog a few years back when I used to watch television 14 hours a day. I was getting highly-opinionated with what I see on TV and I wanted to spare my husband from my rantings so I thought of blogging about them instead.
I have called TV as my amusement park -- right in my own home. But now, things have changed and my TV viewing has been limited. I still post on this blog but only when I felt so strongly about what I've seen, and when I have the time.
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I have called TV as my amusement park -- right in my own home. But now, things have changed and my TV viewing has been limited. I still post on this blog but only when I felt so strongly about what I've seen, and when I have the time.
For reprint and for anything else, please leave a message on the comment area. Thank you.
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