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Sports and Sensitivity


Yesterday was another day of football in the Dufus household. Well, for one of us. I'm a long-time NFL fan. Not die-hard mind you; not a fanatic. But I love to watch the game. So when Sunday rolls around, anyone that knows me knows where to find me. In front of the TV.

I don't track stats so I don't know who has most yards rushing, most interceptions, most TDs and that kind of stuff. I don't know all the combatants; only a few marquee players like the Manning brothers of Indianapolis and New York, Giselle Bundchen's husband in Foxboro and Pittsburgh's Ben Roethlisberger and others famous for their notoriety like Michael Vick, Terrell Owens and Chad Ochocinco.

And I enjoy the pre-game shows. Hell, that's where I get my information. I usually start with Chris "Boomer" Berman on ESPN at 11:00 and flip over to J.B. and the boys on CBS at noon. I used to watch the Fox pre-game show but I got tired of Terry Bradshaw and when host James Brown jumped networks a couple of years back, I went with him.

I watch football for the articles

Now I don't watch the Sunday night game, or for that matter Monday night's game. I limit myself to the pre-game shows and the double-header Sunday afternoon. I figure 8 consecutive hours of football, once a week, is enough.

So don't worry, honey, I'm not about to start watching a double-header of college ball all day Saturday. I wouldn't watch THAT much football. Heaven's no, that's when they run the triple-header of NHL games. Hell, you think I'm insensitive or something?
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Moooooog35 said…
I was upstairs yesterday when I heard my wife screaming from the downstairs living room:

"HIT HIM! HIT HIM!! YES!! INTERCEPTION!!"

..and it wasn't our team (Patriots) she was watching. She was rooting for Baltimore because they were playing Indy and - well - no one wants to see Peyton Manning happy.

At that moment, I remembered why I married her.
23 November 2009 at 08:13
nonamedufus said…
Moooooog: Alas, Peyton was happy. Me too. At least the Patriots won.
23 November 2009 at 08:34
Me-Me King said…
This is what I took away from yesterday's football frenzy.....

Kurt is hurt!!!

It's tough being a Cardinals' fan.
23 November 2009 at 09:49
nonamedufus said…
Me-Me: And it's tough being a quarterback. He wasn't the only QB pulled because of injuries yesterday. It's an extremely rough game.
23 November 2009 at 10:15
Megan said…
I usually watch all day Sunday and the night and Monday night games too. I'm still bitter that Time Warner Cable doesn't carry the NFL Network, so I miss out on Thursday games.

I agree CBS is the better pre-game. CBS seems to have fewer commercials than Fox, as well.
23 November 2009 at 16:36
MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings said…
I watch football for the articles, too. The more articles the better. And I agree with you that you can't football interfere with hockey. On the hierarchy of sports, the NHL trumps the NFL any day, and I'm not even Canadian. I'm like an honorary Canadian.
23 November 2009 at 16:41
nonamedufus said…
Megan: Ah, you know the secret of the way to a man's heart...through his couch.
23 November 2009 at 17:18
nonamedufus said…
Mike: How about basketball? That game was invented by a Canadian, eh.
23 November 2009 at 17:20
Donnie said…
I watched some Saints Tampa Bay yesterday, and apparently a cameraman was in love with the Tampa Bay cheerleaders. Before the 3rd quarter ended, I was in love with them too. Damn!

word veri: backer
23 November 2009 at 19:50
nonamedufus said…
Don: Damn, I must be watching the wrong games. The cameramen keep following the players.
23 November 2009 at 20:18
Phillipia said…
I do not watch a lot of football...
the Bucks on Saturday, the Browns on Sunday; except the Browns do not play anymore - they just sort of take up space and still get paid for it. I wish I could learn from them. Peyton PHlaCe insists I do something productive for my paycheck...
24 November 2009 at 00:38
nonamedufus said…
Phillipia: Ain't life a bitch.
24 November 2009 at 02:53
Don said…
I watched some Saints Tampa Bay yesterday, and apparently a cameraman was in love with the Tampa Bay cheerleaders. Before the 3rd quarter ended, I was in love with them too. Damn!

word veri: backer
12 May 2011 at 15:12
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