Sunday, October 2, 2011
A few days ago I wrote about how my wife doesn’t cry very much, but when she does it’s often over the oddest things. Today was one of those odd times.
This time it happened while Tammy was watching our Fantasy Football stats update on her laptop as we were watching the Panthers-Bears game.
She was thinking about adding a running back from the Redskins who was having a big day but wasn’t sure who she should drop from her current roster.
Me: There’s NO REASON you should have Peyton Manning on your roster.
Tammy: I know, but I’m saving him for when I need to pick up a quarterback.
Me: You have other players on your team you could drop that I can almost guarantee you no one else will pick up.
I don’t know why she listens to me when it comes to Fantasy Football since she’s got a much better record than I do. (Wife’s Odd Strategy is Kicking My @ss!)
What came next had me chuckling and shaking my head.
Tammy started talking to the computer as if Peyton himself were sitting directly in front of her.
Tammy: I’m sorry Peyton. I hate to do this. Oh man, I think I’m gonna cry.
Me: I’m not surprised. I know how difficult this is for you.
Tammy: I’m seriously crying right now.
She turned to show me the tears in her eyes and I turned to the computer.
Tammy: What are you doing?
Tammy: Are you writing?
Tammy: You’re a terrible liar.