MY Fan-cestry. I Married the Man AND His Team.

I did not grow up as a football fan.

My dad’s version of Monday night football is sitting around watching NASCAR on the Speed Channel (dude am I happy that channel wasn’t born until I was graduating from high school!).

I did have a brief love affair with the Los Angeles Raiders (before they were the Oakland Raiders), but that was more about wanting a Starter jacket with a reasonable design and color scheme, and black and silver with a pirate was, apparently, reasonable in my book.

And then?

I met Dumb Dad: long time, insanely devoted, go-big-or-go-home fan of teams who call San Francisco home.  Specifically, the Giants (fingers crossed they win today), the Warriors (who knows what they’ll be up to this season), and of course, the San Francisco 49ers.

And he comes from a long line of Niners fans who, when their team is in the playoffs, like to fly across the continental United States to cheer on their team together…

So, I’m on board, the kids are on board, and the dog is on board too…

Football season doesn’t completely overtake our lives, but it certainly comes into play.

When he can’t watch the game live on TV, he DVR’s it and then watches his phone like he’s waiting for some serious medical test results; snatching it up and clutching it in both hands, and then audibly reacting whenever it buzzes, or chimes, or whatever.

He buys shoes and hats and t-shirts and jerseys and, um, ponchos in the team colors.  I kid you not, my husband has a Niners poncho!

And, he wears it, along with his hat and sometimes his t-shirt while watching his team.

He texts his brother for the duration of the game.  He calls his parents when it ends.  He won’t let me watch unless I am on the couch at kickoff, unless they are winning by a lot at the half, for fear that I will jinx it.  Sometimes, it seems, I actually do.

Our basement?  Is.  Painted.  Red…

I didn’t just marry my husband on that sunny weekend in May, I married the San Francisco 49ers a little too (now, if I could just convince them to send my cut!).

That’s my Fan-cestry.

And, I’d love to hear about yours!

I’m joining forces with P&G, the “Official Locker Room Products of the NFL”, to help launch this awesome new site where fans can share the origins and awesomeness of their fandom with their friends.

You go on the site, answer some questions about how much you love on your football team of choice, and then you can share it on Facebook; where I will comment with a bunch of really nutty stuff about how my team is better than your team.  It will be fun!  For everyone!

But, the best part is, if you decide to share your Fan-cestry by clicking through from my happy little blog, I could maybe-possibly-hopefully-seriously-this-could-be-awesome win TICKETS TO THE SUPERBOWL!

And.  AND!  I can take one of my most awesome fans with me!

Two tickets for me (Yes!).  Two tickets for you (YES!).  We go and sit right next to each other and drink soda, and eat nachos, and high five, and chest bump, and fist pound through the entire thing!  You don’t even want to see my awesome on the sidelines.  (Okay, you do.  You totally do.)

Point is, it could be epic.

But, I need your help; and you guys know that I never, EVER ask you for help (because I’ve been saving it all up for “something big”, hint, this is the “something big”).

To win the tickets I need YOU to check out the Fan-cestry site and join and share and all of that junk.  And, since I know what a big deal that is (time is precious, I get that), I am going to give away a $50 gift card to the NFL Store (because this is for serious fans and/or the people who love them and who want to get them a sweet holiday gift!) to one of you to say thanks for putting up with me and my I-swear-it’s-nothing-evil link-pushing ways.

Giveaway deets:

1. Sign up for the site by clicking here: Fan-cestry (THIS IS WHAT I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY WANT YOU TO DO)

2. Fill out the info on the site. It took me 3 minutes. Seriously, I timed it. (THIS IS THE HARDEST PART, BUT IT’S STILL LIKE SUPER EASY)

3. When you’re done, share it on your Facebook page (you know if you want to). There’s a handy little button right on the page so you can just hit that up. (THIS IS THE FUN PART THAT I ALSO CAN’T FORCE YOU TO DO)

4. Come back here and tell me all about it: who your team is, what you think of the Fan-cestry site, why your team is better than my team even though we both know that’s your morning Bourbon talking. (THIS IS THE ONLY PART YOU REALLY HAVE TO DO; LEAVE A COMMENT)

5. Be a USA dwelling human over the age of 18 and leave your comment before midnight (Eastern time) on 10/22/12. (SO, YEAH, IF YOU CURRENTLY LIVE IN UZBIKISTAN YOU BETTER GET THAT PASSPORT WITH A QUICKNESS!)

Super easy to enter, super awesome if I win!

pBd Disclosure Thingy: This post was sponsored by P&G. The views, opinions, positions or strategies expressed and those providing comments are theirs alone, and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions, positions or strategies of P&G, the NFL or any employee thereof. Aka- Even though they kicked me down with some cash, this is me talking here, totally, so don’t blame them if I say something icky.