Monday, September 6, 2010
I don't know how else to put this.
I don't care about football.
Pro......college.......flag...... don't care.
Don't get it, don't understand it, don't watch it.
Yes, I was a cheerleader in high school. Cuz here's the thing: Outfits? Adorable. Black skirt, white sweater with a big red "R", pom-poms.... it's important to pick your sports based on the cuteness quotient of the uniform. My other two sports in high school were field hockey and tennis, no lie. Win or lose, at the end of the day you're wearing a cute skirt.
Then in college, my girlfriends and I made every single football game. We just didn't get beyond the parking lot tailgate. The mass exodus of everybody else going back into the game was like holding a party with intermissions.
It makes my husband mental when I actually do sit down while he's trying to watch a game and start asking questions.
"Is that guy allowed to have hair that long?"
"Why are they all wearing black arm bands?"
"Why do they keep showing that woman? Is that his wife?"
"Why doesn't the coach know the Gatorade bucket is coming?"
"How do they draw those computer lines under the players?"
But! I am going to be a good sport and get into the whole Fantasy Football thing.....
Here is my Fantasy Football starting lineup:
We are going to kick ass.