Why haven't I written a blog about sports yet? I don't know. Let's change that.
The end of football season is the absolute worst part of the year. I hate it. Every day I wake up and think about college and pro football. Usually college, but even I can't think about college football all day. That's when I turn to the pros. The day of the Super Bowl is always a sad day for me. Not because I don't like the Super Bowl. I like it quite a bit. The Super Bowl marks the end of the football season for the year, which spirals me into a deep state of depression. I'm exaggerating a little bit, but life for me gets pretty horrible when football is done.
So how did I get to the point in my life where football ran my everyday existence? It's tough to say. As a wee lad I began going to Lawrence High and KU home football games with my friend Brian. His family had season tickets and his little brother never wanted to go, so Brian's family provided me with a season ticket to KU football from third grade through middle school. We saw KU lose to everyone. I'd venture to guess in those five or six years I saw KU lose to every team in the Big 12 along with a string of non conference contenders like UCLA and California as well as pretenders like TCU and Alabama-Birmingham. While I have a deep rooted hate for KU's coach at the time Terry Allen, this surprisingly didn't ruin my love for KU football. Quite the opposite, actually.
I came into stride when I got to KU, and got to the point where missing KU play ruined my day. To compensate, over the last two years I've missed seeing one KU football game in person (South Florida) home and road. During football season I watch college football on Saturdays, watch the pros on Sundays, catch every weeknight game I don't have to work, and spend the rest of my free time during the week watching sweet football youtube videos.
So what do I do in February-July? Usually I watch some Arena Football, but our terrible economy killed the arena league this year. The only other thing I can do is prepare for the NFL draft by reading mock drafts. I realize this makes me a colossal dork, but it's my well being we're talking about here.
That's all I've got. This part of the year makes me want to cry. During football season I get all my work done knowing at the end of the day I get to watch football. During this part of the year, I get all my work done and long for it to be fall. Feel sorry for me.
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