Yesterday at our New Year’s party, we cleansed the flag of bad spirits using a “smudge stick” I bought from a Native American Indian store in Salt Lake city. We decided we had to call in the supernatural to rid the spirits that plagued our team this year. The funny thing is that the smudge stick made of sage smelled just like marijuana. We had roughly 120 people at the party who were convinced that someone was smoking a heap of weed. Many seemed distinctly disappointed to find the kids waving a smudge stick, but insisted that their interest in finding the source was purely curiosity from growing up in the Sixties.
The Bears did finish with a 17-13 victory over the Vikings, but 2011 will go down as the “He Who Must Not Be Named” year for Bears fans. As the Packers continued their steamroll, I drowned my angst and disgust in Wasabi Bloody Marys yesterday and heaping bowls of the Wife of Kit Carson Soup. By the way, I caught Maddie (6) yesterday telling a friend that “my Dad made the wife of Kit Carson into a soup.” I had to immediately intervene to explain that Ms. Carson is actually not in the soup.
In celebration for an exciting (though disappointing season), I give you my favorite play of the year: Jerome Simpson, Cincinnati Bengals wide receiver, doing a front flip into the end zone to score a touchdown on Dec. 24, 2011.
