
Football season is fast approaching. Here’s a little about my background. I graduated from Ohio State University and never attended a game. That has to be sacrilegious. I’m not much of a sports person. Here’s the rub. I’m married to a guy who is. Especially when it comes to the Ohio State Buckeyes.
It’s Labor Day weekend. This morning I asked my husband, “What are we going to do this weekend?” He responded, “The Buckeyes are playing tomorrow.” Say no more.
For most of our married life, I avoided watching football on TV. I would busy myself around the house or go shopping. If I was home, the sounds of the game made a nice soundtrack for whatever I might be doing. The announcer’s voice became background noise for grading papers.
Once in a blue moon I’d sit down and watch a championship game. I always had trouble concentrating on what was going on. All I knew was somebody grabbed that football and carried it across the goal line to achieve points. The football was so small and the players seemed so far away. That situation improved with the arrival of our big screen TV. I can see better, but I’m still confused about the sport.
Last year I made a real effort and watched every game. Somehow my husband tolerated my interruptions whenever I asked, “Please explain, what’s going on now?” I really appreciate instant replays.
I would like to be a football fan. Real fans look like they’re having so much fun. All that cheering and carrying on. Real fans wear their team’s shirts. They have tailgate parties and eat all kinds of grilled meat. Isn’t that kind of primal? They get pumped up and they stay pumped! The fans stay committed through bad weather and losing seasons.
So I’m planning to watch the Buckeye game tomorrow. The big test is will I really watch, or sit there looking at Facebook on my phone? Go Bucks!
I used to HATE football season. My husband was a big Florida Gators fan, then our son went to UF. That made it all the more intense. My husband would shout and yell at the TV during the games, so I often spent game nights visiting my mother. [In retrospect, I am so grateful for that time with her.]
After my son lived far away, he and my husband would call each other frequently during the Gator games to comment on plays and celebrate touchdowns. However, as my husband aged and became more infirm, his Gator game watching became much more sedate. Sometimes he even slept through most of the game. But he still loved his Gators.
Now that he is gone, I have started watching the Gator games myself. I still don’t understand all the stats and details, but I guess you could now call me a Gator fan. Go figure……
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Thanks for sharing, Mary. I watched the Buckeyes today and actually started to understand more about the game than ever before. I might become a fan yet!
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