Well, for those of us who have wandered afar from the New England area do not have the luxurory of being able to turn on the TV at 1:00 or 4:30 on a Sunday and be assured of our Patriots viewing. So you have to go to the bar, where the Pats are going to be on the little screen off in the corner with no sound, squinting to see, having to practicly mug the bartender to get a beer (because you are not a fan of his team) and finally trying to not beat the hell out of the rowdy dolphins fan that is trying to start some ****. All because you can't get satalite signal into a ground floor apartment that you SO insited you get, and you can not get sunday ticket with f*()ing cable.
So forgive those of us that only get to sit home, on our own furniture, with beer from our own fridge, on the big flat screen with suround sound, only on those times when we get a national coverage game.