What does it mean to be a mom/football fan in this new era of the best game of the week airing on Sunday Nights?
It means sacrificing seeing the first and maybe second quarter of the game because I am cooking a lovely meal for my family.
It means my 8 year old son gets a chance to work on his play by play skills, as he yells to me from living room to kitchen, "Chargers have the ball, pass complete, first down!"
It means my husband and I sit at the coffee table and our son gets the TV tray. Of course, we don't call it a TV tray, we call it the "Sky Box."
By halftime everyone is happy, and I get to cheer and groan with my mouth full.
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