C'MON (WO)MAN! (AND THE ITALIAN PULLED PORK TO GO WITH)
I’m pretty much halfway through my life and I can say without hesitation that one of my greatest accomplishments thus far is learning the art of watching football. Natch, it comes second to the triumphs that are my sons and my marriage but not by that much. It was a hard labor, the football thing.
I grew up in a family of five women (four daughters and my mom) with a dad who was not interested in sports except for...
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