Sunday, August 10, 2014

My Complicated Relationship with Football

Well, Football season is upon us. Football is that friend that is your friend’s friend but you two are just on tolerable terms for me. I only watched the sport or participated in football-centered activities to be social.  I only join a fantasy league was to be social and to get my best friend to stop bugging me. I guess he saw real talent. The only reason I won a Fantasy Football league in 2012 was that I could read stats and I had RGIII (until they gave him a concussion) and Joe Flacco on my team. Fantasy Football was not what I thought it was. I thought it would be like a pick team that will win week to week. Found out I was owning & coaching a team, which was work. Well, my computer was dying last year and I could not be on the team. I heard the guys including Football Nerd were upset I didn’t come back to defend my crown. Couldn’t play when I didn’t have the proper equipment.
 I tried to explain that but oh well they just had to get over it. This year, I don’t have the heart to join one.

Oh yeah, just as I was calming down about missing my Football Nerd so much, Wham, here comes Football season. It’s like I didn’t make any concessions with feelings when it came to this sport. Last week was a murder on my emotions. Just the word, Football was giving me cry face (cry face: extreme sad face, looks like one is or could cry but that message was not told to the eyes). It started Sunday. Then forgetting I follow my alma mater on Twitter I saw a tweet that Lamar University and Grambling University were playing against each other again like last year, on August 30, on Wednesday.
Football Nerd was a graduate of Grambling. Last year, we got to be rivals on the gridiron. He tried to bet me but I didn’t see his email until after the game. Lamar beat Grambling!!! Of course, I tagged him in a bragging post on FB. Do I get to share that with him in the flesh this year? *sigh* Thursday, his brother tagged him in a post on FB about missing him on the first day of the football season. It was very easy to have empathy for his brother. I had to like it in agreement. I don’t know if I will ever know anyone who loved football like my best friend, Football Nerd. My Diva Bestie asked if we were going to go to the Grambling and Prairie View game in September during the State Fair of Texas. *sigh* I don’t even know, yet. I don’t want to be crying during a football game. That doesn't sound cute at all and I am cute.

And that is the latest of my frustrated complications with football. My main frustration is its timing issues. One Day, All Sports are going to RESPECT the TV schedule and get finished on time or get cut off!!! I say sport right now because all sports are guilty of running over. Right Now, Golf has preempted 60 Minutes and Big Brother for the evening. Football is the worst offender of staying on schedule. This past Thursday, the Pre-season game of the Cowboys and the Charger caused CBS to move its scheduled primetime shows to other stations. I am glad I saw the scrolling message at the bottom of the screen or I would have missed the live double eviction of Big Brother.
Poor Amazing Race moved to Friday’s this fall. My guess is because football was ruining his ratings on Sundays. I know I stopped watching two seasons because of football delays. I think Fox scheduled all their Sunday shows to premiere after Football season. It is so sad. Do sports make that much money for the networks that it has NO RESPECT for their programming? It’s downright rude if you ask me (I know you didn’t but I told you anyway). Until networks put their feet down and start pulling the plug on these long winding games, they will continue to run amuck. I know I am not the only person that feels that way. I see all the groans on Twitter when favorite shows are delayed.

Oh well, are you ready for some football? It’s frustrating but fun to watch. I’m a hometown girl so, “Go Cowboys”!!! In memory of my best friend, Football Nerd, “Go Steelers”, too!
Wonder who will be performing for the halftime show at the Super Bowl? In the words of Richard Pryor, We Shall See!!!

Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms

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