This woman is the frontrunner, and most likely winner of the wife of the year award.
Nine months pregnant and married to a fervent Bears fan with tickets to Sunday’s NFC Championship Game, Colleen Pavelka didn’t want to risk going into labor during the game against the New Orleans Saints.
Due to give birth on Monday, Pavelka’s doctor told her Friday she could induce labor early. She opted for the Friday delivery.
"I thought, how could [Mark] miss this one opportunity that he might never have again in his life?" said Pavelka, 28, from the southwestern Chicago suburb of Homer Glen.
At 10:45 p.m. Friday, Mark Patrick Pavelka was born at Palos Community Hospital after close to six hours of labor.
This story begs for a “spike the baby” joke ending by the father!
I bet he named the baby “Lovie.” Or Muhsin.
The Bears win, a baby, and the coolest wife possible.
So how was your weekend?
People are crazy, but no one really notices that any more.
Someone gets ‘dibs’ on the remote control for the next 20 years.
I agree with Hattie!
I still say that if, for the next Super Bowl, they said there were technical difficulties, and the game couldn’t be broadcast in color, they could show ANY game, and you’d never know the difference!
Who gets husband of the year and when?
Reason #2 to root against the Bears this year. Their fans are nuts.
(Reason #1: The unasked-for return of “The Super Bowl Shuffle.”)
Geaux Peyton!
My wife, Chicago born and bred as I, decided to root for the Saints, because my daughter is going to Tulane and “the city needed a break”. Hell, I’d have rooted for New Orleans if the Bears weren’t in the picture. But I didn’t. Go Bears!
“People are crazy, but no one really notices that any more.”
You obviously have not had the unique and unforgiving experience of following Chicago sports teams. These victories happen 1-3 times in a fan’s life. There very rarity justifies the great tolerance fans enjoy during an infrequent victorious season.
My grandfather had to go down to Commisky park to drag my dad out of the stands for my sister’s birth during the 59 penant race. My mother completely understood. My father cherished her for understanding. I believe that we can conclude that rooting for rare victors promotes tolerance, understanding and strong marriages among the fan base.
Seriously. The thrill of spectator sports is lost on me. But I have given birth. Not something you fool around with for what is basically a pastime, not a life and death matter.
I’m an old lady who thinks people ought to grow up and stop acting as if everything they do is so damn cute.
I’m from Chicago, but not too much of a football fan (although I am happy the Bears are in the Super bowl). However, if the Cubs were to be in the NLCS or World Series, I guarantee you I would miss the birth of my firstborn child or my own wedding. And I don’t think my priorities are misplaced.
I applaud that wife.
You obviously have not had the unique and unforgiving experience of following Chicago sports teams.
Sane people learn not to get their life’s meaning from perpetually disappointing experiences over which they have no control.
Sane people learn not to get their life’s meaning from perpetually disappointing experiences over which they have no control.
you mean like Religion?
Oh, that’s right, you said sane people.
A guy is sitting at the Super Bowl with a pair of binoculars.
He looks across the way, and on the 50 yard line about 4 rows up is a guy sitting next to an empty seat.
Curious, he walks all the way around, and asks the guy, “Do you know why this seat is empty?”
The man says,”Well, my wife passed away.”
The “binoculars” guy says, “Couldn’t you have asked another friend or relative?”
The guy answers, “They’re all at the funeral.”
calling all toasters,
it’s not about getting your life’s meaning from sports. it’s about being a part of something that’s bigger than yourself. it’s about having a camaraderie with other people that are afflicted with the same irrational love of a team that rarely shows love to its fans (as in the case of the Cubs). An individual fan doesn’t exist in a vacuum.
Besides that, sports are just fun. I love baseball, but would be the first to admit that’s its a stupid game (just like most games are, ultimately). That doesn’t necessarily mean its not worthwhile.
Be more careful throwing around the “insane” label. Using it like you did just devalues the term.
duros: Perhaps you find religion to be disappointing — that’s unfortunate.
Most people find it at least comforting and consoling, and for many it is edifying.
There are very few people that I know that have any kind of spirituality that view religion or spirituality “as a perpetually disappointing experience over which they have no control.”
Kinda reminds me of Oliver’s post about the needlessness of dissing religion that atheists of late have come to enjoy.
Whatever, Frank.
3 words; Babies with cancer.
You’re not pulling that chestnut out of cold storage, are you?
You might as well say, “People are unhappy.”
That somehow proves what? That there is no God?
Did you ever have a sick child?
Did you know anyone who died?
What’s more comforting?
There is a place for them that is better than life on Earth?
OR
They’re worm food now?
Have you never heard of Pascal’s Wager?
okay, I’m sorry but I don’t give a damn about football. And no matter how fanatic you are about the home team, there is absolutely no excuse for endangering your child so you don’t have to miss a g-d game. C’mon, people, a c-section is a serious medical procedure that can end up in complications for the mother and child.
sheesh
Hey Frank,
You are ignorant.
You are an idiot.
Pascal’s Wager says nothing for the probability of God actually existing.
Huge, incredibly hopeless idiot.
mambochicken: I didn’t say it did, you cretin.
Did you learn how to be an obnoxious dimwit, or did it come naturally?
I’m betting on heredity; you appear to be untrainable…
What’s the story, mambo? Are you prepared to join the ranks of the execrable and superfluous “s”, nimrod gently, and zython who spend what little of their miserable lives they can at the keyboard insulting me?
Go ahead. Nothing plus nothing = nothing.
What’s more comforting?
There is a place for them that is better than life on Earth?
There is no way to know for certain until you go there. For one group or another to tell me definitively that such a place exists is to beleive in, at best, speculation. At worst, a bald-faced lie.
Why would a beneficient God give babies cancer so that they have to die a lingering, excruciating death? Why wouldn’t they simply miscarry?
“You obviously have not had the unique and unforgiving experience of following Chicago sports teams. These victories happen 1-3 times in a fan’s life.”
What, da Bulls don’t count anymore?
Frank,
I already told you in an earlier thread that I find it useless to engage you in debate on matters like religion and global climate change. From now on, when you assert something that is blatantly idiotic, I’m just going to call you an idiot and be done with it.
Frankly, I’d prefer to engage in meaningful and mutually beneficial debate, but you’ve already demonstrated a propensity to blatantly ignore evidence that suggests any of your positions is faulty. Your opinions on climate change and especially religion are demonstrably untenable, yet you cling to your belief structure like a drowning man to a life preserver.
You can counter-insult me all you like, but it doesn’t change the evidence that you’re full of it.
On a different note, kudos for displaying your true nature on the earlier “Climate War” thread. Dick “Go Fuck Yourself” Cheney would be proud of you.
You didn’t read the last comment in that thread, did you, chickenIQ?
It’s a quote from a real scientist, NOT a skeptic.
By the way, you’re the dimwit that just added religion to the mix, so I don’t mind repeating myself:
There is no doubt in my mind that you know less about religion, than you do about science, so go fuck yourself.
Duros: “Why would a beneficient God give babies cancer so that they have to die a lingering, excruciating death?”
As I’ve already said, You might as well say, Why would a beneficent God make any of us if we were even occasionally unhappy. The answer to that can not be summed up in 25 words or less, especially when those 25 words include words like “insane”, “ignorant”, or “idiot”.
I do not intend to try and explain it to you when your so – called argument is nothing but a cliché.
[Here's a clue: We're already, for the most part, subject to occasional unhappiness, tragedy and sadness. Are you suggesting that if we were all having a grand old time, that then you would believe in God? Of course you wouldn't.]
see Kushner, Harold, “Why Do Bad Things Happen To Good People” for a faulty answer to the question.
For a proper debate of a complicated issue, feel free to email me.
especially when those 25 words include words like “insane”, “ignorant”, or “idiot”.
Did I say that? No, no I didn’t. Trying to keep it civil.
False equivalence, Frank. The fact that humans are unhappy is proof of God’s existence? Sorry, not following you.
Growing up, I kind of liked the idea of what is now called ID, i.e., that God is the architect, nature & science the general contractors. Just saw a thing on Nature about fig trees and fig wasps and how one can;t survive without the other and the means they both go to ensure that survival.
Having said that, I don’t now embrace the idea of an all-seeing, all-knowing being who looks out specifically for us, here on this grain of sand among billions of others.
I simply find it highly improbable. OK? Fair enough? I’m not discounting God’s existence entirely, but I doubt it. You and billions of others enjoy the right to beleive what you want. But you shouldn’t have the right to tell me I’m gonna burn because I don’t beleive the same things you do.