I quit watching football for a few years, but I'm back
And my Broncos look great!
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But life has gotten much better! 
I've never been an expert, but I do enjoy watching. 
He was always overzealous, but it started to get way worse. He'd actually get up and stand right in front of the television, screaming for so long that I'd miss the next play. Then he'd continue to obsess over it.
Then things got way worse. He voted for trump. He went completely bonkers. I grew to despise him and couldn't stand to be in the same room with him. What's funny is that he was convinced that I was some sort of good luck charm for the Broncos. When they lost I'd joke that it was because I wasn't watching, and he actually started to believe it. 
Throughout our marriage, watching the Broncos was something we always did. No matter how busy we were, we'd each drop what we were doing and watch the game together. It seems sort of silly that it was part of the "glue" in our marriage, but it kind of was.
What ended our decaying marriage for good was when I caught him having an affair. After the divorce, I found out it wasn't the first. I am very happy to live all by myself now, and I get to watch my football games in peace. I love the early games most. I can get my Broncos coffee mug and treat and snuggle in with my Broncos throw, and maybe my cat, and I'm just as content as I could ever want to be.
One at Mile High, and one at Invesco. The one at Mile High was just absolutely miserable. I enjoyed nothing at all about it. We were in nosebleed seats and froze our butts off.
The experience at Invesco was great. I can't remember why, but we got excellent seats, and it was a beautiful day.
All things considered, I'd rather watch at home. I can see better, and everything is just so much easier. Of course, given an opportunity, I wouldn't turn down tickets. 
The ex-husband wasn't the father of my kids, and came into our lives after their dad died when they were teens. Two of my sons grew to care for him, but he grew to hate my oldest son and my daughter. None of them speak to him anymore. Because of his antics he lost a family, including grandchildren. I kind of doubt his girlfriend's family has welcomed him into their fold, but it doesn't concern me. We're a happy, united family again. Getting him out of it was the right thing to do.
And, yeah, the night games are rough. I mean, I have to stay up and watch, but I find myself nodding off. But it would be just wrong to give up and go to bed.
My team (DC) seems about the same. Ugh.
For the love of gawd, it’s hard being a Skins fan.
