Smile-breaks
I Spent Way Too Much Time Watching Football
I watched way too much football last weekend. But it was good football. Well, some of it was good football. The game between the Colts and the Chiefs was a bit one-sided and the Patriots left no doubt which team was superior, but the Seahawks and Cowboys put on a whale of a show and so did the Eagles and Giants.
But I watched way too much football. I should have spent more time outside. I did go out and water the plants. There were blizzards in Colorado and rainstorms on the East Coast, but here in Southern Cal the sun was shining, the temperature in the seventies. Perfect weather for watching football on the couch. Watering the plants took twenty minutes.
I spent way too much time watching football.
“Why did I do that?” I asked myself Sunday night as I crawled into bed. I was too tired to answer, so I rolled over and went to sleep. All that sitting on the couch watching football wore me out.
The Saturday afternoon game was edge-of-the-couch type stuff. Clock was ticking down. Seahawks ahead by one point. Wait! The Cowboys are gonna kick a field goal to take the win away.
Wait! Ball holder blew it! Wait! Romo grabbed the ball. Look! He’s running for the goal line! Is he gonna make it? Nope. Tackled. Close. Got to the two yard line. Seahawks 21, Colts 20.
I watched way too much football last weekend.
I did go to church Sunday morning, with my football-watching companion. We stopped for breakfast on the way home and arrived at the couch at eleven o’clock, eager to watch the Patriots take on the Giants. Our team would be playing the winner next week.
We were hoping for the Giants. The Patriots won. Darn! They looked unbeatable. Hope the Chargers are playing their best game next week. Hope Rivers is flowing. Hope Merriman is sacking. Hope LT is on the run. Hope the Patriots forget how to play football.
I spent way too much time watching football last weekend.
It’s great that our team’s in the running this year. It isn’t great that I spent the entire weekend sitting on the couch watching football.
But pretty soon there won’t be any more football. After the Super Bowl, what then? What will be my excuse for sitting on the couch on a lovely Sunday afternoon? What will I do with no teams to cheer for?
It’s a long stretch to baseball. Basketball’s never quite caught my fancy. Too hard on the neck – back and forth, back and forth. So fast!
…A week has passed. I’m doing much better this weekend, although there are four playoff games. Important games. Games I must monitor if I want the Chargers to go to the Super Bowl.
But I promised myself I would not – NOT – spend the entire weekend sitting on the couch watching other people’s teams playing football. So I got up, read the paper – oh, good! No games until one-thirty. Went to breakfast. Checked my e-mail. And now I’m sitting at Starbucks with my son, enjoying a latte.
I’m leaving early – can’t miss too much of the Colts and Ravens game.
Nope. I won’t be sitting on the couch all weekend watching football. Just this afternoon and tonight and tomorrow afternoon – the Big One. Can’t miss watching the Chargers beat the Patriots.