Thursday, March 14, 2013


After the Super Bowl, I had some doubts about my ability to recover.  My faith in the league took a huge hit.  Co-workers jokingly (I hope) checked my wrists the next day and asked if I needed to be put on suicide watch.  Obviously, I was fine.  It's just a game.

The week following the loss I cut myself off from all social media (checking off #46 on my 101 in 1001 list) and sports news.  From there, I slowly eased back in to my normal routine.  I thought college basketball would get me through the pain of hating my favorite sport.  Then Cuse decided they didn't actually want to leave the Big East on top, so I tried hockey.  While I can see the appeal, I need a full season to learn the rules and get to know the players.  For the first time since I was probably 6, I understood what life could be like for a non-sports fan. If you're wondering, there's the same amount of drinking, just less of it in front of the TV.

When I got the text about Percy Harvin going to Seattle, I thought, "Great, as if I needed another reason to hate the Seahawks and their bastard of a coach."  Then the Niners came through with a move of their own.  I know Boldin is "old" by NFL standards and may never be as good as he was for Baltimore in the post-season, but I'll take his hands over speed any day (#TWSS)!

My excitement over the move surprised even me.  I actually posted about the NFL on Facebook for the first time in a month.  I still can't bring myself to watch/read anything related to the Super Bowl, but I can at least say I'm looking forward to the 2013 season.

Like any broken relationship, time really does heal all.

1 comment:

  1. Glad you're doing alright with it all... I haven't even given football a serious thought since the Super Bowl - not that I need to my team wasn't even in the damn running last year.

    I get way too worked up, I've enjoyed this downtime. But it will soon be NFL/SEC for me all weekend long soon... I will count the peace while I can.