Tonight Netflix provided Herb Brooks, Mike Eruzione, Lake Placid, 1980, Gold Medal. The Miracle on Ice. A classic moment in sports history. Heck a classic moment in our nation's history. Kurt Russell starred in Miracle, a movie I had been meaning to watch for a while now, but never had gotten around to it.
Suzy and I have a deal. She suffers through my movies, sometimes, and I try to put movies in our Netflix Queue that I think she would like. So tonight we are finishing off Miracle (movie watching in our home is still usually a two night affair) and we have reached the exciting conclusion to the film. Five minutes left in the hockey game, dramatic music, tension dripping from the TV. Suddenly a voice rings out from Suzy's comfy chair,
'I fell asleep, what happened?'
'You fell asleep? It is 9:15! It the climax of the movie! How could you fall asleep?'
Then I remember whom I am talking to. My wife is a napper. She will take any excuse for a nap. Those of you Tolkien fans will get this reference, Suzy takes naps like hobbits take their meals. Often.
It is a constant, daily fear in our home that Suzy will 'rest her eyes' in the afternoon, and not be awake to go get the boys from school. The true miracle wasn't the US Hockey team beating the unbeatable Soviet team, the miracle is that Suzy managed to stay awake after that and finish the movie.
USA, USA, USA!
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