It looks perfect on my favorite Terps fan

My dear wife Karen and I were watching a Maryland basketball game earlier this season when the camera crew focused in on the student section.

It was during holiday break, and an older guy was amid the happy regulars in those steep rows. He was wearing a cool red shirt that both gave him away and caught my wife’s eye.

Yes, she did.

Yes, she did.

I knew she wanted one. Because indeed, the slogan fits the woman who’s driven down to College Park with me and sat at Byrd Stadium to watch a football game with my best Terp bud Greg and rubbed the Testudo statue’s bronze nose for good luck and, game by game in football and basketball and lacrosse and even baseball and soccer on TV, has become wrapped up in all of her husband’s sports alumni madness.

So I searched online to find the “I Married into This” logo T for her. It came by mail too late to give her on Valentine’s Day proper, but her smile was wide nevertheless, and she put it on as we watched Maryland top Michigan on TV on the DVR last Sunday.

As I pulled my iPad Air out for a blog shot, she asked if I could just take the T itself this time around. So I caught it after I did the laundry the next day. I didn’t put it in the dryer, not wanting any shrinkage …

Believe me, it looks better on Karen than on the hanger.

Do you have a favorite T-shirt logo in your household that you’d like to share? Do you still go out of your way to follow your favorite college in sports, and if so, what’s your best fan story? What color looks best on you, and why?

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20 thoughts on “It looks perfect on my favorite Terps fan

  1. Hmmm…I think pink might look best on me, but people say blue a lot.
    I don’t have anything to add on the sports, but where I went to college, it was best to rub the bronze Frog Baby’s nose for luck 🙂

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  2. I thought this post was romantic and sweet, Mark. As for colors. Inion looks best in white and I like green for myself. FSU is the college I attended (Noles) and Inion is a Western girl (Catamounts). Great post, sharing this now. 😉

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  3. Hi there, Mr. B! Long time no see/talk/read! It’s not you, it’s me. 🙂 What a perfect t-shirt! I am glad you were able to order one and that Karen likes it. I agree that it must look much better on her than on the hangar. 🙂

    I hope you are keeping relatively warm up north! I have yet to escape to my island but I am booked to go on March 18th for two weeks. Puerto Rico needs me!

    Have a wonderful weekend!

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  4. Golly gee bro Mark, I’ve been gone forever but nothing has changed here at all. You really are a brother of mine, cause you didn’t even notice I was gone, right? As for a tee? Now exactly what kind of tee do you think I have????? You guessed it! A lovely, gorgeous one from Richmond U, in VA. Seriously, I do. Gina and Bill taught there when they were just out of college, so that’s where my Christmas shirt came from. That one is topped only by the one from Ireland, courtesy of my sis, and the Colorado tee, a gift from my Mom, all of them at least 5 sizes too large now, but nobody comes around now unless they have their hand out, so they never notice either. If I sound a little bit down, it’s because I am. I’ve moved into secondary progressive MS now, spent a few days paralyzed, not knowing if I would come out of it or not, visited only by a “friend” who never paid attention to the fact that I couldn’t move, but spent hours yakking about her problems and talking about all the people she doesn’t talk about. Figure that one out. Rant over now, at least for a few. Enjoy the games if there are any more to be played.

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