It has finally begun. Football season.
In principle it began last week on the smurf turf in Boise, ID in a game predestined to be remembered for what took place afterwards the blunt Blount bash -more than anything that occurred in the course of the 60 minutes of regulation.
And currently the Steelers – seeking to become the first franchise since the Pats to do it again – began their Super Bowl defense with a satisfying win over the Titans to launch the 2009 football season.
I understand I am not as prolific throughout NFL season. All of a sudden, I am only doing stuff during commercials, if at all, on weekends, in addition to Thursday nights, Friday nights, and Monday nights.
Then throw in fantasy football – which drastically decreases the amount of time I’d otherwise be working, writing, or doing something prolific-and more hours than I care to confess get spent on this sport.
This time of season, I surely do not eat as healthy.
Wednesday night, I ate fish with mixed veggies and went for a dip after a 6 mile jog.
Thursday (game day), I had a super burrito, too many chips, a handful of, more chips, and saw the movie Max Payne following the game, prior to checking fantasy stats for Kerry Collins and then staggering to bed, bloated from the chips.
Do not know if there are some football detox programs and even if there were, I wouldn’t voluntarily take part. Hopefully my family wouldn’t stage some sort of intervention.
Fact is, I don’t want to quit, but as a Broncos fan that could change as the season progresses.
NFL and NCAA football are religion for a giant percentage of the population. We’re corn chip-devouring cult members following the rantings of Chris Collinsworth.
So it’s on. The ’09 year began and, for better or for worse, my days will not be the same until a month into 2010, when the natural NFL detox commences.
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