Back on the Field

I grab the remote and turn to my favorite station. I find myself getting excited just thinking about what’s coming. The muscular sweaty guys. The action on the screen. Yelling directions out: “Go left!” “Go right!” “Now drive it in!!!” The expletives you can hear coming from my living room. Yes…it’s just about that time…FOR SOME FOOTBALL!!!!*

I love summer just as much as the next gal, but football only comes for 16 weeks, so you gotta be pumped even though it signifies the end of long days and warm weather. That is, if you live in a cold weather state. If you don’t, well, your allegiance to football probably isn’t as strong. But that’s okay. (Yes, I know the Saints, 49ers and Cowboys have some serious fandom. I said *probably* not as strong, okay?). And first person to point out the Atlanta Falcons gets mollywopped. I’ve never seen such fairweather fans!

Anyway, I know it’s pre-season, and it’s hard to care. Summer is still here and it’s hard to focus. But, we can use these weeks to learn a little bit more about the game, and see what’s cooking with the rookies that were drafted just a few months ago. I have a friend who loves pre-season. He says that’s when people are playing for their jobs and are going to go the hardest. I can respect that view. But your girl’s gotta get her outdoor-life on before the Polar Vortex makes a return. So, I can’t promise I’ll be watching every game. The games I do watch, I’ll be looking to learn more about zone defenses and the difference between a tight end and a wide receiver. (Hey, if Jimmy Graham needed to appeal the title, then maybe it’s more important than we think.) I may also try to figure out just why Johnny “Football” Manziel was so thirsty on Draft Day.**

Stay tuned -- it's about time we get back to the gridiron.

*What the deuce did you think I was talking about? Perverts.

**Not really. I’m already tired of that guy and think he deserves a well-placed punch in the face. Amirite?