I like to compare football season to a mistress that sneaks into our relationship every year and wisks my husband away into a love affair whirlwind of rankings, statistics, rivalries, and all things pig-skin. Matt lives for football. From little league to the pro's - he doesn't discriminate. This leaves me as pretty much a single mama from now until January.
When we first started dating I loved his obsession with football... Or maybe I loved his little football booty. Eh, I'm not one for details. I thought it was so cute how he would get so excited about the sport.
To date, however, this obsession to me has gotten a little, well, bland (for lack of a better word). How can a someone be content to sit in front of the TV all day 6 days a week watching the same thing over and over again? PS - thank you, football people for leaving me ONE FREAKING DAY of the week with no football games. And thank you, ESPN, for using that one day to recap the other six days. You people deserve a swift slap.
The other day, Matt told me he thought I would like football more if I understood more about the game. Now, I get the basics - 4 downs, 10 yards for a first down, how many points are in a touchdown or field goal blah, blah, blah. So I decided to give it a shot. Quality family time on the couch is better than no quality family time, right?
We watched the Boise State vs. Someone Else game. I thought it went great. I asked a lot of questions. I even made a funny joke about how their quarterback looked a little horsey and could double as Boise Sate's mascot, the Broncos. See below - I was spot on with this one.
Later that night I asked Matt if he had fun watching the game with me. He hesitated and said "Ummm... yeah... it was alright. I mean, besides you asking a million questions and saying the QB looks like a horse EVERY time he came on the screen." (Guess it didn't go as great as I thought it did.)
I can't help that I compare the players looks to celebrities or animals. I do what I have to do to stay entertained. The sport alone just doesn't do it for me. I guess the passion just isn't there - oh well, you can't say I didn't try.
4 comments:
Hahaha! This sounds exactly like me and Tommy. Our problem doesn't stop when football season is over though because he is even more obsessed with basketball. I'll watch the games with him but I can't help but add in my side commentary, like how small Dwight Howard's head is or how hideous Pau Gasol is. I'm just glad that there isn't a "Fantasy Basketball" to deal with. I hear ya all the way!
Too funny! Unfortunately its so funny because I am in the same predicament that you are! A little while after we got married I decided to really watch a basketball game with Corey. I asked tons of questions trying to understand it better, which was apparently really annoying, and I ended up in tears. To this day I refuse to watch basketball with Corey and try not to be in the same room as him although he has gotten a lot better. I also still do not understand why they have to watch the highlights to a game that they just watched. If you ever want to get together with a fellow football widow, let me know! Love ya!
In Matt's defense we did hear the horse/quarterback comparison multiple times...alot....everytime. You should be more informed like me noticing that the Virginia Tech symbol on the helmet looked alot like the old Van Halen symbol. Now that's impressive.
Abbey I absolutely love reading your posts! You are hilarious and I can always relate:) You should seriously think about being a columnist for the paper...I know they'd hire ya.-P.S I'm not a football fan either-it's all I can do to make it to the super bowl every year.
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