This idea come from PrimeTime...
Don't blame me.
January 4th of 1976. The Rams are being mercilessly beaten 37-7 by the hated Cowboys in the LA Memorial Coliseum of all places. I'm drinking beer and getting into a horrible mood. The wife tells me to calm down and stop throwing things at the TV. I tell her to shut up. She doesn't. I suggest she pack her stuff and move out. She does and files for divorce 3 weeks later. Haven't seen or heard from her since February of 1977. Btw she was a Packers fan.
The whole incident wasn't violent or resulted in me breaking stuff or going into a rage or anything. I've done that at other times when our team lost a game. But it was a mental meltdown that led to big changes in my life and hers. We were both too young and stupid to be married anyway but it sticks out in my mind to this day and reminds me, each and every Rams game I watch, to keep my priorities in order and not to get too bent out of shape.
Wow, I think that might be the winner. I'm not trying to rub it in or anything, but I doubt anyone else will have such a story about the loss causing these types of problemsDon't blame me.
January 4th of 1976. The Rams are being mercilessly beaten 37-7 by the hated Cowboys in the LA Memorial Coliseum of all places. I'm drinking beer and getting into a horrible mood. The wife tells me to calm down and stop throwing things at the TV. I tell her to shut up. She doesn't. I suggest she pack her stuff and move out. She does and files for divorce 3 weeks later. Haven't seen or heard from her since February of 1977. Btw she was a Packers fan.
The whole incident wasn't violent or resulted in me breaking stuff or going into a rage or anything. I've done that at other times when our team lost a game. But it was a mental meltdown that led to big changes in my life and hers. We were both too young and stupid to be married anyway but it sticks out in my mind to this day and reminds me, each and every Rams game I watch, to keep my priorities in order and not to get too bent out of shape.
Whoa! Seriously?
Your wife left you after a Rams meltdown?
I've had meltdowns in front of my second wife before and that hasn't stopped her from haunting me. Do you have any...secrets you can divulge because I'm going with my daughter (sitting with my wife in the car while she drives her around) and every time I see a witch I have to bring out my garlic and my silver Star of David for fear it's her trying to blend in.Prime Time knowing some secrets of the universe:
She does and files for divorce 3 weeks later. Haven't seen or heard from her since February of 1977.
Don't blame me.
January 4th of 1976. The Rams are being mercilessly beaten 37-7 by the hated Cowboys in the LA Memorial Coliseum of all places. I'm drinking beer and getting into a horrible mood. The wife tells me to calm down and stop throwing things at the TV. I tell her to shut up. She doesn't. I suggest she pack her stuff and move out. She does and files for divorce 3 weeks later. Haven't seen or heard from her since February of 1977. Btw she was a Packers fan.
The whole incident wasn't violent or resulted in me breaking stuff or going into a rage or anything. I've done that at other times when our team lost a game. But it was a mental meltdown that led to big changes in my life and hers. We were both too young and stupid to be married anyway but it sticks out in my mind to this day and reminds me, each and every Rams game I watch, to keep my priorities in order and not to get too bent out of shape.
I've had meltdowns in front of my second wife before and that hasn't stopped her from haunting me. Do you have any...secrets you can divulge because I'm going with my daughter (sitting with my wife in the car while she drives her around) and every time I see a witch I have to bring out my garlic and my silver Star of David for fear it's her trying to blend in.
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Wow, I read the first paragraph and thought you were kidding...I almost posted something smart-ass...Glad I didn't...The too young to be married thing resonates with me though..Both my first wife and I were too young...She was a trophy wife and not worth the grief as it turns out...Not blameless on my side either of course...Guess I shouldn't turn this into a nightmare marriage thread...
The last loss to KC was the worst. I was more upset after the SB loss and some others, but this is the first time I've stayed unhopeful and pessimistic the entire week. The year that we had Bradford's ankle I had expected a bad year. They were a bad team and they played like it. But this year? The hopes were so high for me, the talent level is actually NFL caliber, and I had come into the year thinking I was going to see something truly special on the DLine. Like the Rams Dline of old. That last loss to a only-slightly-better-than-average Chiefs team was the final blow to that for me. It's 49er week, a team I've hated since I was learning to write in grade school, and I'm not looking forward to Sunday. It's taken every thing I've had not to rain negativity down on our nice little forum.
So, I'd say overall the last loss.