Booooy, it’s football season y’all! I know there are only preseason games on now, but I’ll take what I can get. I love hearing that NFL theme song, it just gets my heart to humming. I can watch it on tv or I can listen to it on the radio, but however I get it, I need my football fix. I know that I can’t be the only lady out there who loves her pigskin weekends. And as much as I love the tactics, the athleticism, and the emotion of the game…I like the way the dudes look in their uniforms just as much! Shhhh…don’t tell The Mister.
But I learned to love the game as a young girl, sitting on my dad’s lap (he was a former collegiate football player, just like The Mister) and hollering at the tv with him. He would patiently explain the different offensive packages to me and why this or that player was doing what he was doing. And when we’d visit family, and the ladies were in the kitchen gossiping about whatever, I just wanted to be in the living room with the guys, watching the game and debating the merits of who was the better running back or corner.
These days, The Mister and I can spend all day Sunday with the games on and both of us are happy. I enjoy hustling back from church and lazing around with him, watching the games. Him, getting work done on the computer with one eye on the game. Me, looking through the Sunday paper while getting dinner cooked, with one eye on the game. Or, when I’ve begged enough to wear him down…heading to get wings and watching all the games at once. Sheer joy at the football overload!
So welcome football season and welcome autumn. To me, they’re one and the same.