Lifer

like Robin Williams and Kurt Russell having the game on in the background while being a date with their wives........
times that proved this being a football fan was a sickness

...and the people (women mostly) you've ticked off......

have you ever pulled a Ray Romano and taped over your wedding video?


2 examples of mine i can think of:

finally got that date with a gal i liked, took her out to Mitchells Steakhouse in Hyannis. But it was the Friday night of the last weekend of the season in 1985.

In the background in the bar they had the Denver-Seattle game on, if Denver lost, the Patriots were in the playoffs. Needless to say i was useless to her and we never went out again.

1981 : My sisters wedding. Chatham Bars Inn. Im a no-show for most of it. Why? I cant stop hanging out at the lounge because the Patriots-Jets game is on. Why is this SO sick? at the time the Patriots were 1-5.

I know you've got much better stories out there!!!

tatepatsfan

When I spent a semester in France, it was impossible to get the games on tv. I'd stay up strange hours and listen to the games on radio. Once though, I heard a Monday Night Football game was going to be televised....at around 3AM. I had about a week to work with, so everyday I went to this soccer bar (which I frequented) and asked the owner/bartenders if they'd keep the bar open for the Pats game. They were initially quite hesitant (probably with good reason). Sure enough, I convinced enough of my soccer-friends to come and the bar owners to make it worthwhile. They all learned a ton about American football, I bought a few rounds of drinks, and the Pats won.

Sean Pa Patriot

SB 20 , was called to go to work, said I was not coming in they said if you dont come in your fired, maybee I should have went to work for that game..

PS they did not fire me, because they must of felt bad for me as a 16 yr old pats fan, who almost lost his job as a bus boy dishwasher...

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We going to take it one game at a time

upstater1

I watched the Pats-Jags AFC CHampionship in 1996 after about an hour of buttering up the staff at the Plantation outside Chichen Itza, Mexico. This was a real plantation, even had the slavery vibe to it still. Made me feel uncomfortable. The workers were dubious about this Yank asking for Futbol Americano. Well, it took about a half hour of searching on satellite, and then they finally found the game. Four of us watched and enjoyed (though we had a Packers/Bears fan among us--don't ask, she was confused).

After the Patriots won, and they lifted up the Lamar Hunt, three of the Mexican Staff shouted, "Campeones!!!" Champions.

But really, the craziest thing I did for a Patriots game was sit for 4 quarters in the blinding, freezing, sideways snow and sleet of Buffalo. I came prepared in my arctic ski wear, but there was no hiding from the elements that day. I don't care what you were wearing.

Well, maybe goggles would have helped, but other than that, your eyelashes froze, and you were miserable.

Patjew

I woke up at 1 am and 2 am several times last season to watch the Pats, but none seemed as crazy as flying halfway around the world to freeze my nuts off at the AFCCG vs SD in section 315 (not to mention the warmer and more bearable Jax game).

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richpats

I went to Philadelphia - nuff said.

Sean Pa Patriot

So far that is the most sick thing I have heard

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We going to take it one game at a time

Tyler.Durden

I live in Australia, so for the last few seasons i have had to get up at between 3-5 in the morning here and watch it on a pretty crappy internet feed. I have satellite but not too many games have been shown, maybe 3-4 a season plus playoffs. A few times i have gotten up and not been able to find a feed but i still manage to find a copy of the game somewhere.

midwestpatsfan

This is not my proudest moment.
It was 2001 and the patriots were going to be playing the raiders on that saturday night. Earlier in the week I got a phone call from my dad telling me that my grandmother (who was 94) had passed away and that the funeral was going to be on that saturday. My grandmother had been sick for quite some time and at that age, most people were more relieved than sad that she had passed, because in all truth, she was much better off, as bad as that sounds.

Anyway, I made the 7 hour drive home for the funeral and everything, but the thought of the game was in the back of my mind. My cousins and everyone were hanging out and talking since we had not seen each other in quite some time, but we still had a couple hour drive back to my parents house and needed to leave soon if we were going to make it on time for the game.

Thinking of a way to get out of talking to all these people I barely knew, I told my parents that I needed some time to myself and was going to take off for home so I could collect my thoughts. Of course they were concerned, and I hated doing that to them, but that is what I did to watch probably the greatest game of all time.

I am a sick bastard, aren't I. Do not hate me or think less of me.

BelizePats

The craziest thing I ever did to watch a Pats game?
I was hosting a group of anglers for a bonefish trip in Southern Cuba during the Pats/Jags playoff game in January 2006. We were in a very remote part of south west Cuba, (Playa Giron, right on the Bay of Pigs for the history buffs) where there is no internet and you sure as hell can't call out to get the score. The small hotel where we were staying did not have a sat dish but I was told that there was another hotel about 30 minutes down the road that did. I got my group settled in for the night at the hotel bar and explained to them that I HAD to go to this other hotel to see about the game. I had the front desk order me a taxi and I waited. The taxi never showed!! I decided to hitch hike and started walking down the road. After about 10 minutes of walking an old dump truck stopped. I told them where I was going and the guy told me to get in the back. In the blink of an eye I was hurtling down the road in the pitch black in the back of a beat up old dump truck in Souther Cuba, on my way to a hotel that I heard had a sat dish!!! The moon light reflecting off the Bay of Pigs (the raod closely hugs the Bay) was so beautiful, the night warm and humid. I can still remember the sense of anticipation I felt as we drove down the road. I was just so excited to watch the game. I know, I'm sick!!!!
When I got to the hotel in Playa Larga there were about 8 Cuban guys standing around watching a bloody soccer game. I pulled the hotel manager over to the side and told him what I was looking for and he looked at the guys watching soccer and then looked back at me. He clearly did not want to look for the game. I thought about this for a minute and then pulled him aside again.
Open bar if they switched the channel to Deportes ESPN and let me watch them game. They could not have changed the channel fast enough. I sat there smoking a fresh Cohiba in the middle of nowhere, happy as a clam. It was the best game of my life, next to our first Superbowl win.