Now that football season has officially started, my husband is thrilled to have somebody in the house to talk about the game with. I was having trouble thinking about how to write about this first weekend of the season, and he was trying to help me out. Here's how it went:
Husband: Well, what do you think you learned this weekend, from watching?
Me: Um, I learned that football is much more interesting to watch if you either care which team wins, or if you're watching Red Zone.
(I usually do not care which team wins, having no home team loyalties. Red Zone, for those of you who may know, is a channel which shows nothing but football all day Sunday with no commercials, and switches between all games that are playing at once. Whenever a team gets close to scoring they switch to that game to see what will happen, and whenever a particularly exciting play happens anywhere, they switch to that game to replay the moment and cover the aftermath. If you have no vested interest in any particular game, it's the perfect way to watch football, because it's never not interesting and the football never goes away. I have been trying hard to watch the evening games so far, but if anything else grabs my attention, I'm gone. It's an uphill battle. I'm not saying that Frontierville on Facebook is fun, exactly, I'm just saying that when I play it I forget that I'm supposed to be paying attention to the Chiefs kicking the Chargers' ass.)
Husband: What else?
Me: Um....I think that's it, actually.
Husband: How about that Michael Vick is still one of the best players in the league, despite having spent all that time in jail?
Me: Well, Vick was good yesterday, but I didn't really know how good he was before.
Husband: Okay, that's fair. What about this—you learned Drew Brees is dreamy.
Me: Oh, I've known that since he won the Super Bowl in February. He's super dreamy.
Husband: Fine then. How did your fantasy team do?
Me: Okay, not great. The Ravens defense did a good job. How about you?
Husband: I'm worst place in the league. The Chargers are still playing, you know. You should pay attention.
Me: Hang on, I have to chop down this tree.
Husband: You know those games are stupid.
Me: I know, but if I get one more neighbor I can build a barn! Please be my Frontier Neighbor!
Husband: No.
Me: I hate you.
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