Not the desert heat which is practically here but the Miami Heat. Or more specifically “Fans Who are Geographically Separated From Their Teams Day”!
Yes, I am a basketball fan exiled far away from my favorite team. I would guess Miami actually has a Miami Heat day but here in Arizona I have to make my own day. I know there are lots of geographically separated fans out there. People move around. It is why NBA League Pass and MLB Extra Innings are so popular. I love being able not only to watch Heat games but listen to the Heat announcers. (Eric Reid and Coach Tony are the best! They talk about all aspects of the game, good and bad and acknowledge both teams, not just the Heat.)
This is the last week of the regular NBA season. The playoff run in the Eastern Conference is going down to the wire. The Heat have fought their way into playoff contention this second half after an abysmal start. I hardly dare hope, but hope I must. It is what we fans do.
Today is for every fan rooting for a team and is geographically separated from the team(s) they love. (And I am not talking about you fair weather fans who jump on any winning team’s band wagon.) Wear your team gear proudly. Make a meal or snack tonight worthy of your arena or stadium or area of the country. Hopefully you can watch or listen to your team play. Be proud of your team, win or lose. Celebrate being a fan.
Tonight I’ll be wearing my Heat gear and watching Goran Dragic take on the Cleveland Cavaliers while eating a grilled Cuban sandwich. MY team has already beat the reining champs twice this season, reason enough to celebrate for me!
Who are you rooting for from a distance right now?
I had been thinking I have nothing to write about. I am deep in menopausal winter. Okay okay, peri-menopausal winter. Whatever. All I really want to do is sit on the couch, eat just about anything and watch television. Here is a list of what I have been watching:
- “Victoria” on PBS. A pain to record. I set it up as a series but realized I missed the second episode for some reason (the naming perhaps?) so now I have to check each week to see if I need to add it manually. Luckily I caught a rerun of the second episode.
- “The Great British Bake-off” on PBS. Also set up to record as a series from the last time it was on. Since I missed some episodes the first time around I am just watching them all again.
- “This is Us”. I seldom watch network series but I kept hearing about it so I started watching the past episodes on-line and now I am hooked. And only two more episodes until I am caught up.
- Miami Heat basketball. Eight wins in a row, woo-hoo! I broke down and ordered NBA league pass. I am totally worth it.
- University of Arizona Wildcat basketball! The team is on a roll.
- The usual assortment of classic movies DVR’d off of TCM.
Tune in tomorrow for Winter Part II. One does not stay in slug mode all the time.
That’s enough typing and walking on the treadmill, back to the couch!
I am trying a few different things to deal with my menopausal symptoms. Or is it technically perimenopause? Like I care what it is called. Tired and crabby would be a good name for it. Anyway I am still here. I think I will see if what I am doing helps or not before talking about it. Seems to me every woman just has to keep trying different combinations of things until she finds out what works for her. Or she moves on into “the next season of life”. Is that winter?
Here is a succinct summary of life right now:
Husband comes home from work. No dinner going on. (Dinner has replaced laundry as the task most likely to make my head explode.) I explain I had to take small child to pre-bowl after school and we had just got home. (Okay, 30 minutes ago.) Husband says “So I need to go pick up dinner?” Yup.
Then I say I think I am going to buy the discounted NBA league pass so I can watch more Miami Heat games. He says okay, ten minutes later I am all settled on the couch with Dwayne Wade and Goran Dragic. And so is the husband. Two hours later he says “so what do you want for dinner?”
This is what he needs to understand: I don’t care about dinner. I want to abdicate all dinner responsibility. I have eaten enough dark chocolate covered almonds throughout the day that I have no interest in dinner. HE can do whatever HE wants about dinner. No matter what he brings home there is a 98% chance that it will be wrong so he should just get what he wants. But now it is too late. Small child comes in asking about dinner, thrilled he got to play with his friends for so long. The husband still wants me to make a dinner decision. In the interest of keeping my head from exploding I stick with Dwayne and Goran. Husband and son cobble together odds and ends. No one starved to death. No one was harmed in my menopausal moment. And the Heat beat the Pacers in OT! Woohoo!
Don’t worry, tonight I already have dinner prepped and ready to cook: lemon mustard chicken, mashed sweet potatoes and fresh asparagus. Hopefully there will be enough left for dinner tomorrow. The Heat are taking on the Warriors!