Football Season Is Upon Us
July 28, 2016 at 4:25 p.m.
By Anthony [email protected]
Sure, high school football just wrapped up its fourth week, but with college and the NFL now in full swing, it's officially on.
Yes, I now get to watch a college game just about every Thursday, followed by some high school on Friday, more college on Saturday, then the NFL on Sunday, with everything wrapped up with another NFL game on Monday night.[[In-content Ad]]And two days after that? Do it all again.
Ahh, a girlfriend's nightmare. Football, football and more football.
In my opinion, basketball and baseball seasons are great, but for some reason, football's just on another level.
In college, your team (Notre Dame for me) only plays 12 games, and hopefully a bowl game, while in the NFL, your team (Chicago Bears) only gets 16 opportunities to perform for you, and once again, hopefully followed by some postseason play.
Perhaps what makes football so great is the fact it follows baseball.
I do love me some baseball, but it's the only major sport that requires absolutely no contact between combatants.
Sure, a baserunner may run into a catcher at the plate, but how often does that happen? The same collision you see between those two occurs on the most mundane rushing play in football.
The battle to get 10 yards is just awesome, and it had me pumped to get out of the house and go to South Whitley to watch Manchester and Whitko play. (A game which Manchester won 16-6).
Oh Lord, a 28-year-old getting excited to watch some high school football. All I need is my Bremen letter jacket and I can complete my image of everything I would have made fun of when I was 18.
Oh well, I watched high school volleyball Thursday, so watching a football game is actually quite a step up. No offense ladies, but if I was not covering the sport for a newspaper, I would have no business being at a volleyball match.
Anyways, following tonight, I get to wake up early, shower (or not), and head up to Ann Arbor, Mich. in the morning. Excitement City - not an actual place, just a figure of speech.
Earlier this week, I had a buddy advise me to purchase a ticket for the Notre Dame/Michigan game, and I had to jump at it.
Going to the "Big House" in my Notre Dame garb seems pretty exciting, and I'm ready to be heckled. I just really need to hope Notre Dame wins, and I can contain my excitement.
I've heard Michigan fans are pretty cordial there, but I've also been known to be a little less than tolerable. We shall see. If I don't write any stories next week, that means something went wrong in Michigan. And that's kinda an oxymoron, because, has anything ever gone right in a state like Michigan. Slam!
Following that rip-roaring good time, I return home, hopefully to catch the Ohio State/USC game that night. If I miss the newest "Game of the Century," I'll be ready for a full slate of NFL games Sunday.
After watching games based almost solely on how certain players will help my fantasy teams, it's time for the real showdown - Chicago Bears at Green Bay Packers at 8 p.m.
As Keith Jackson would say, "Whoooooa Nelly!"
The rivalry of rivalries.
Sure there's North Carolina/Duke, Boston Red Sox/New York Yankees, Tom/Jerry, but as far as I'm concerned, the Chicago/Green Bay rivalry is tops. And that's probably because it's the only rivalry I really care about.
As a comedown, I'll watch a couple more games on Monday night, then recharge my battery on Tuesday and Wednesday.
But after that, it's back to the grindstone.
Yes, the grindstone of sitting back, chilling out with my favorite glass of Kool-Aid and taking in some hard-hitting football action.
There's really nothing like being as lazy as possible, eating fatty foods while guys who work out incessantly beat each other up for 60 minutes.
Ah, this must have been what it was like in the Roman Colessium.
Am I not entertained? Oh yes, I am indeed entertained.
Glorious, glorious football season.
Sure, high school football just wrapped up its fourth week, but with college and the NFL now in full swing, it's officially on.
Yes, I now get to watch a college game just about every Thursday, followed by some high school on Friday, more college on Saturday, then the NFL on Sunday, with everything wrapped up with another NFL game on Monday night.[[In-content Ad]]And two days after that? Do it all again.
Ahh, a girlfriend's nightmare. Football, football and more football.
In my opinion, basketball and baseball seasons are great, but for some reason, football's just on another level.
In college, your team (Notre Dame for me) only plays 12 games, and hopefully a bowl game, while in the NFL, your team (Chicago Bears) only gets 16 opportunities to perform for you, and once again, hopefully followed by some postseason play.
Perhaps what makes football so great is the fact it follows baseball.
I do love me some baseball, but it's the only major sport that requires absolutely no contact between combatants.
Sure, a baserunner may run into a catcher at the plate, but how often does that happen? The same collision you see between those two occurs on the most mundane rushing play in football.
The battle to get 10 yards is just awesome, and it had me pumped to get out of the house and go to South Whitley to watch Manchester and Whitko play. (A game which Manchester won 16-6).
Oh Lord, a 28-year-old getting excited to watch some high school football. All I need is my Bremen letter jacket and I can complete my image of everything I would have made fun of when I was 18.
Oh well, I watched high school volleyball Thursday, so watching a football game is actually quite a step up. No offense ladies, but if I was not covering the sport for a newspaper, I would have no business being at a volleyball match.
Anyways, following tonight, I get to wake up early, shower (or not), and head up to Ann Arbor, Mich. in the morning. Excitement City - not an actual place, just a figure of speech.
Earlier this week, I had a buddy advise me to purchase a ticket for the Notre Dame/Michigan game, and I had to jump at it.
Going to the "Big House" in my Notre Dame garb seems pretty exciting, and I'm ready to be heckled. I just really need to hope Notre Dame wins, and I can contain my excitement.
I've heard Michigan fans are pretty cordial there, but I've also been known to be a little less than tolerable. We shall see. If I don't write any stories next week, that means something went wrong in Michigan. And that's kinda an oxymoron, because, has anything ever gone right in a state like Michigan. Slam!
Following that rip-roaring good time, I return home, hopefully to catch the Ohio State/USC game that night. If I miss the newest "Game of the Century," I'll be ready for a full slate of NFL games Sunday.
After watching games based almost solely on how certain players will help my fantasy teams, it's time for the real showdown - Chicago Bears at Green Bay Packers at 8 p.m.
As Keith Jackson would say, "Whoooooa Nelly!"
The rivalry of rivalries.
Sure there's North Carolina/Duke, Boston Red Sox/New York Yankees, Tom/Jerry, but as far as I'm concerned, the Chicago/Green Bay rivalry is tops. And that's probably because it's the only rivalry I really care about.
As a comedown, I'll watch a couple more games on Monday night, then recharge my battery on Tuesday and Wednesday.
But after that, it's back to the grindstone.
Yes, the grindstone of sitting back, chilling out with my favorite glass of Kool-Aid and taking in some hard-hitting football action.
There's really nothing like being as lazy as possible, eating fatty foods while guys who work out incessantly beat each other up for 60 minutes.
Ah, this must have been what it was like in the Roman Colessium.
Am I not entertained? Oh yes, I am indeed entertained.
Glorious, glorious football season.
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