It is that time of the year again, when my mind (at least 3 to 4 times an hour) jumps back and forth from the task at hand to the glorious thought of the NFL playoffs. Yes, I have it bad. The football season is bad enough, but my wife knows that once the new year is ushered in she can count on me to be as useless as that big "Yellow Dog" in the Chevy Chase movie Funny Farm! (Side note: If you don't know what I am talking about, you have to see the movie! It's great) Everything about my weekends, for about a month, revolves around the games. Now, the beauty of this year is that my beloved Cowboys are in the playoffs as the number one seed in the NFC. This makes this year even more special, but that does not mean that if Tha Boy's were not there that my world would still not revolve around the NFL logo, because it would.
There is something beautiful and real about the a bunch of grown men being able to go out and knock each other around and play in the dirt (don't get me started on AstroTurf) like the little boys that we all know we still are, even though we like to act "so grown up". I guess football for me can connect me to feelings that I have had through various stages in my life. Whether its memories of my dad and I out in the yard as he taught me the fundamentals of the game like catching the ball with my hands and how to take a hand-off from the Quarterback (he was a running back when he played), or standing in a huddle with a bunch of guys that I have been bleeding and sweating with all week long just so we could make that fourth down play that is needed so desperately. Football brings back great memories for me.
I don't know who you will be pulling for this year (I would love to talk you into it being the Cowboys, they are God's Team you know), but take some time to enjoy the experience for what it is and to allow the problems of your week fade away. Go Boys!
There is something beautiful and real about the a bunch of grown men being able to go out and knock each other around and play in the dirt (don't get me started on AstroTurf) like the little boys that we all know we still are, even though we like to act "so grown up". I guess football for me can connect me to feelings that I have had through various stages in my life. Whether its memories of my dad and I out in the yard as he taught me the fundamentals of the game like catching the ball with my hands and how to take a hand-off from the Quarterback (he was a running back when he played), or standing in a huddle with a bunch of guys that I have been bleeding and sweating with all week long just so we could make that fourth down play that is needed so desperately. Football brings back great memories for me.
I don't know who you will be pulling for this year (I would love to talk you into it being the Cowboys, they are God's Team you know), but take some time to enjoy the experience for what it is and to allow the problems of your week fade away. Go Boys!
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