While I’m happy for them, it does mean that another year of football is over (except for the Pro Bowl). And no, my recent enthusiasm for football has not been the result of me liking a guy and trying to get him to like me (for shame, those who thought otherwise…you know who you are). I’ve simply enjoyed watching the pure athleticism, strategy, and ebb and flow of the game.
You see, basketball moves too quickly for me, points are relatively easy to come by; but in football, there’s an amazing build-up to a potential score, with the occasionally long run that gets you screaming your head off. In other words, you can sit there on your lazy duff and watch a bunch of guys run, kick, pass, intercept, strategize, and screw up. Then, you can criticize or praise said guys for said actions, depend on if it was good for your team. Plus, if you missed something while conversing with a friend, no worries, there’s always the instant replay.
Now, if only there were more male cheerleaders, the game would be perfect.
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