Moment of Truth

So you may remember
the dilemma I encountered last March (or, more likely, completely forgot about it). Apparently my procrastination has been forced to a close. All that time I had to process this and deal with this? Gone. And the progress I made? None. Completely ignored it. Not only swept it under the rug, but placed another 10 rugs on top of it, to keep it hidden.

Now, for other reasons, I haven't really watched any football this season. (Or maybe, if I were to look more closely at my soul, I would find that I used my busy, "out of town" weekend for the last 8 weeks as an excuse to not face this dilemma, as an "out" to avoid facing the confusion in my heart.) But tonight, as I was flipping through the TV guide channel, as saw the opponents in tonight's game, I realized I could avoid this no longer.

My beloved Adam is playing on my hated Colts *against* my beloved Patriots.

And I'm still lost and confused.

(And it almost hurts more *because* I pretty much called it during the Colts/Steelers playoff game last year).

Dad didn't help when he mentioned that Adam won the game for the Colts last week.

(I love Adam)

I have no idea how I feel. I will watch. And hopefully discover my true feelings. And where my true loyalty lies.

Why does life have to be so hard sometimes?