Bronco football

There is a story about a Bronco fan, maybe it's legend, I don't know but it goes something like this: A Bronco fan lived and died by his team, watching each game in his orange room, wearing his Bronco uniform. He had no time for his family or children. He could be found only on the couch, a six-pack or part of one at his side, and his eyes glued to the 56 inch TV screen.

One day his wife marched up in front of the screen, opened her house dress, and said, with finality, "Okay, buster, play me or trade me!"