As Matt and I are away celebrating our ten year anniversary with a much-needed vacation, I thought this week would be a perfect time to pull some of my favorite Matt stories from the archives. This post is one from my “Crazy Old Bat” short-story series, and it makes me giggle every time.
Many people assume the children were to blame for making the old lady crazy, and while they did their part, there were other factors. Genetics surely came into play, as there were some nuts on both sides of the old woman’s family. However, there was one more culprit that people were quick to overlook–the old lady’s husband.
Mr. Davis was a good man, and one would be hard-pressed to find another who disagreed. The old lady loved her husband very much, and he loved her, and they shared a marriage full of joyous memories.
When Mrs. Davis thought of her husband, by no means did she picture a stoic man. He was always affectionate to his children and could laugh at a good joke. However, the crazy old bat would never say that Mr. Davis was emotional. In fact, due to her own penchant for drama, she would sometimes wish that he were a little less self-controlled.
For example, on her wedding day, the crazy old lady secretly hoped that the beauty she radiated as a new bride would produce such a wellspring of emotion in her new husband that he would not be able to contain the little tears that would pool in his eyes. Yet on that day, the old woman (then young, of course) did not get her wish. As she walked down the aisle, her soon-to-be-husband smiled, clearly delighted that his betrothed kept her promise to be his bride, but he was not moved to tears.
The crazy old lady wasn’t disappointed; after all, everyone reacts differently to different situations, but she was certain the birth of their first child would overwhelm her husband. She had a difficult labor, and when that little boy finally emerged, the only tears came from him and his mother. His father looked emotionally spent, probably from worrying the last few hours but, again, did not cry.
Perhaps Mr. Davis would cry at the birth of his first daughter. This labor was uneventful, no worrying necessary, so he could enjoy her birth and allow the happiness of his little girl’s arrival to wash over him producing that single tear. When the little girl entered the world, Mrs. Davis glanced at her husband and again noticed a smile but no tears.
The crazy old lady was not crazy yet, so she knew better than to look for tears at the birth of their third child. Mr. Davis and she rejoiced at the speedy surprise that was their second little girl but kept the dramatics to a minimum. In fact, the only thing dramatic about this birth was how quickly the entire labor and delivery happened.
So given her history with Mr. Davis, the crazy old woman was a little bewildered on January 1st of 2010. As she was cleaning up in the kitchen, she happened to look over at her husband who was red in the face and whose eyes appeared to be watering. She followed his gaze to the T.V. and noticed the montage of football clips that he was watching. She must have missed something.
“What’s got you so emotional?” she asked, not knowing if there were a good story behind one of the players that just flashed on the screen.
“I don’t know,” Mr. Davis replied.
Mrs. Davis’s gaze let her husband know that she needed a better explanation.
“Year-in-review college football reels always get me emotional.”
At that moment, one of the synapses in the crazy old bat’s brain sparked and fizzled out forever.
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Jennifer, I always loved your "crazy old bat" stories and this one is also a favorite of mine! I hope you and Mr. Davis are having a wonderful time.
Thank you, Dot! We had a great time!
Hope you and Matt are having a great time; we are all looking so forward to your return 🙂
wow – a whole new side to you! Didn't know you in 2010, so the "Crazy Old Bat" stories are brand new to me. What the heck is it about sports reels to bring out all that emotion we just KNOW is in there somewhere? I will say this, Jennifer: the crying does become more frequent as they age. My husband tears up readily the last five years or so – and I love it. Yeah, I do.
Me and my nieces and nephews are planning to play football this weekend and right now I am shopping for the football equipment and gears that we will be using.