Football

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Its that time of year again. College football season has started.

When I was a kid, I looked mostly like this when it started...

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Because I had one of these dads...

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Now before everyone goes crazy on me I would like to say that my dad is a good guy. Has worked all his life to provide for us growing up, we never went without like he did, and I'm grateful that he has shown us the right way to respect family commitments.

But when it comes to football, all those rules go out the window. Crash and burn.

So from a wee child, I've hated football. I could watch only the high school games I had to attend because of social functions. Any time it was on I would get this anger inside of me screaming, "You took my dad you jerk!" I forgave Taylor because he played football, but we never watched it voluntarily. It was really interesting because since Taylor was my one and only boyfriend, my dad had to find ways to drag the both of us along with him and his endless games he wanted to attend. Still don't believe he's obsessed? For Fathers' Day I got him a t-shirt that said, "Don't bug me, I'm watching the game." He LOVED it. Go dad!

Aaaaaand, now we're in Michigan. This isn't Irvine. They didn't even have a football team. Sure, they were good in baseball and volleyball but that doesn't classify as a big sports school. So now that we're here, we're being immersed in football world. Oh, joy. Now if it was up to me we would never even consider going to a game, let along watching on T.V. But the bug has hit Taylor. Oh yes, here it comes. He's totally completely into it.

Not like my dad of course. Oh gosh, can you imagine? No, let's not. Please? He even took me to a bar. We had to sit with other people and, gulp, cheer them on. I must say I was not looking forward to it. But I learned that our good friend would be coming. The T.V. they had was really nice. I got to feel special because I'm so cool being over 21 now. Although I had to avoid some of the smoking because (oh my gosh!) they STILL do that here, it wasn't too bad. I have to admit there are some things I never realized.

1. The T.V. can turn off after ONE game.

2. Taylor never yells out-load or at other people.

3. They serve food and alcohol in bars while you watch the game.

4. Its a college town. Everyone and their grandmother is watching.

5. We won. Take that Western M, Notre Dame, and Eastern M!

Now don't get your hopes up. I will never be a full blown fan. I'll cheer. I might even yell touchdown like I did this afternoon. But my heart belongs to better sports, and there are too many commercials to fast forward through. Goodness!

P.S. If my dad ever reads this, tell him I love him. Someone will need to revive me because he actually figured out how to look at our blog.