You May Have Already Won...

ciao ladies (& interested gentlemen) ~

apologies for the lack of posts this week. your commish benched herself so that she could recover from the extensive pre-season activities of the last several days (yes, your commish is a baller...) have no fear--in the midst of 3am vodka shots, late-night diner-crawling, & the inevitable workday sickness brought on by such activities, i have continued to scour the papers, internet and football minds of friends so that i may better understand the game. so that we can all collectively benefit and enjoy the greatest sport on earth. (after sailing, tennis, and european soccer.)

your commish is quite excited at the moment. not just because she is currently in the midst of a buccaneers (florida) and jets (new york) exhibition game, but because she succumbed to the resistance-is-futile-you-will-be-assimilated-marketing ploys of nfl.com (henceforth to be referenced as Big Brother).

keep your fingers crossed--i may soon be the lucky winner of the "take an nfl player to school" sweepstakes! i'm sure the wine school i take courses at would be THRILLED to have an nfl-er sniff, taste, and swirl with us! (if i win, i hope i get tom brady!)

i had to check with my mom on account that my entering required parental consent, but she said it was ok. she expressed some concern that the age limit to enter was 12, but seemed satisfied when i explained that i could write that off as a simple inversion of my real age, which is 21.

-la commish
(girl most likely to store her love notes from peyton in an nfl trapper keeper)