So true it's not even funny... ok, it's still funny.

As most of you know, Jason and I met because I happen to love the Sports Guy on ESPN.com. His columns rule, and I was actually googling some stats for a letter I was writing said sports lover when I stumbled across Jason's blog in July of 2006... we just celebrated our 1 year wedding anniversary Monday so you can figure that one out!

Anyway, as a devoted Sports Guy fan I was excited to read this week's mailbag where he responds to readers' e-mail. I love Tom Brady- and have since his first season when they won the superbowl and rocked my world!- but Seattle is my sports town. I happen to love this particular letter:

Q: Brady's out. That really sucks. But it could be worse -- you could be a Seattle sports fan. Let me break it down for you: The Mariners are struggling through one of their worst seasons ever. Our Sonics, the only team to win a professional title in Seattle, moved the team to Okla-friggin-homa and stuck us with the Storm. And the Seahawks -- in Holmgren's final year, mind you -- are now without their TOP FOUR RECEIVERS! Imagine losing Moss, Welker, Gaffney AND Kelley Washington. Plus our quarterback is having back problems (including rumors of bulging discs), and our best running back left last week's game with an injury. Of course, a 6-10 record might win our division, which means we get to lose in Round 1. Oh, and the travesty that was the excessive celebration call on Washington's Jake Locker. But on the bright side … well, I give up. Be thankful you don't live in Seattle.
-- Dan Gomez, Seattle

SG: I have to say, that made me feel a little better. Maybe the good people of Seattle should form an organization called "It Could Be Worse," in which they send e-mails to suddenly traumatized sports fans from other cities to talk them off the ledge.

To the Sports Guy, aka Bill Simmons: that's actually a very good idea. We Seattle sports fans are professionals in handling torture and trauma at the hands of our local teams (not to mention referees: don't even get me STARTED on that one... the 2005 Suberbowl will forever be the single worst day of my sports life) so perhaps our grief would best served to comfort others.

*Whew!*

I am so glad that the 'Hawks are holding onto Trufant!

Duran Duran is still cool.

So... it's been 87 years. We apologize for that. This will be very short, too, so sorry for robbing y'all. Here goes:

*Tami got a job! Yay! She works in the corporate offices of an international spa manufacturer. She has her own ofice. Good times.


*Jason is studying for law school and still working two jobs. It's insane!

*We're both getting heavily involved at church, which keeps us quite busy. We have AWESOME youth, though, so it's pretty great! We are excited about an upcoming youth retreat in two weeks.

*We are having a wedding reception in Spokane this weekend- yay! It's going to be so fun just to see the wonderful people from Tami's church from her college years. It will be a sweet homecoming.

*The lovely but sick Acura was finally on the brink of drivability (yah, not a word. Bite me.) until... we got up Sunday morning to go to church and it was gone. Tragically, Goldie is missing. If you see her, let us know. Thankfully, Tami is a genius and had comprehensive insurance. The best $9 a month she ever spent, I tell you! So now we have a 2007 Corolla to drive for three weeks, unless the Acura shows up. If it's totalled, we get a check. If it's not totalled we just pay a hundred bucks and get her fixed up.

So... I (Tami... I know I have switched around in my person status... first, third, meh) have it figured out. My car was great for two years in Carolina. Thus, I am not generically car cursed. I am merely car cursed in WASHINGTON.

The good news is we have total peace and trust that God's will is for our best and we seek to honor Him and endure through whatever trials come our way, for we know that the testing of our faith develops perseverance.

We love you all and will continually try to do better at this updating business!

PS Tami is 26 as of October 16th! Nuts! Old woman!

PPS Go Red Sox! And Patriots! And yay that the Seahawks weren't horrible this week! :)

I really need you in my life

[Wait For You, Elliot Yamin]

Ok, my dear man Jason just never has time to update. Ergo, I shall on his behalf.

So, last week, he went to work, and a man stopped him and said, "Hey, you were on TV this morning" (or something to that effect). Long story short, the guy was watching 1st... and 10 on ESPN, which just so happens to be our much loathed Skip Bayless' show.

We, primarily in jest, sent wedding invites to Bill Simmons, Adam Morrison, and Skip Bayless (though Jas holds out hope they'll actually come!). Additionally, we sent an invite for all at Jason's work, so they put it up on a bulletin board that everyone sees. The guy watching the ESPN show heard Bayless saying something about not going to some wedding, and suddenly realized that he recognized the invitation Bayless was holding as the same one on the bulletin board at work! So... Jas and I were sort of on TV :)

Then, it gets better-- yesterday I received a few more RSVP's for the wedding, and one was postmarked from New York, NY. We invited people I know from Rochester, NY (yeah, that yo' mom and pop, Bec!) so Jas just sort of assumed it was from them. Instead, it was totally from Skip! Yeah, that's right, we're on a first name basis now. Granted, I still think he's a terrible sportscaster! But first name basis stands. ;)

There was some bullocks about also being a Christian and believing his duty was to tell the truth, which was why he knocked on the 'Hawks and Ammo-- yeah, I went there-- BULLOCKS!, but it was pretty decent of him to respond.

Since this has a sports theme, may I also just say that I LOVE THEM? I finally watched the ESPY's that I recorded over a month ago (that would be the sports awards done by ESPN, for you non-rock stars who don't know). Sports are just so moving. They go beyond conflict, beyond race and gender and grudges and hate, rising above and uniting people in that moment when the touchdown is scored, the home run is hit, the three pointer knocked down, the puck or futbol hits the net.

In a world where religion and skin color sets one person against another at birth due to deeply rooted prejudices, it's incredible that regardless of race, nation, or creed we can feel that burst of triumph when David- Boise State- takes down Goliath- Oklahoma- in the Fiesta Bowl. We smile and nod when Peyton finally gets his ring. A tear smarts our eye when the Saints take the field for the first time in the Superdome and it's about so much more than just a football game. They gave that stadium- and a city, a region, a country, even the world- hope that ruins can rise up in triumph.

Jesus Christ is the ultimate hope. But how beautiful it is when a simple game defies adversity and unites those who normally would never even meet eyes if passing by on the street-- or even those who intentionally never end up on the same street.

I love sports.

We have some bias of our own-- Go Mariners! Go Seahawks! And we still have a special place in our hearts for the Patriots and Red Sox :)