I'm still trying to figure out exactly how it happened, but I've become a real football fan. And, it's not just NFL anymore. I've been following H.S. and watching College too.
Last weekend, we decided to take the girls to the Seneca/Corry game (we live in the Wattsburg school district)on Friday night. It was the first High school game I think I ever actually watched. I went to lots of H.S. games when I was in H.S., but I didn't see much when I was smoking cigarettes in the dugouts behind the field with my girlfriends or making out with some stupid boy under the bleachers.
But, I digress....
Point is I had no idea what I was missing out on. H.S. football is as exciting as pro football and I found myself jumping up, cheering, wincing and vowing to go buy a cow bell. My husband looked at me like I was insane. The girls thought it was fun, too. But, they were more into all the extras -- the band, the fans, the cheerleaders, the big blue foam fingers they gave out, the Skittles I bought them to get through the second half.
Saturday was a rainy, yucky day, so I decided to do the girls' closets (you know switch over from summer to winter clothes, weed out the stuff that doesn't fit). I figured I may as well drag the portable TV along and watch the Penn State game. And, then, later that night, Notre Dame was playing (and, ladies, the quartback alone is worth becoming a Fighting Irish fan). So, I couldn't miss that.
Sunday, of course, was the big Steelers/Bengels game. We watched that at the in-laws with a bunch of freinds and family.
I almost watched Monday night football until it occured to me that my entire weekend had revolved around football and that maybe I had a problem. A full-blown pigskin addiction.
Now, tonight Seneca -- the county's only unbeaten team -- is playing my alma mater -- Harbor Creek -- and I'm jonesin' for some football.
I'm armed with a big foam finger and a cow bell and I will not be hanging out in the dugouts or under the bleachers tonight.
Nope, tonight, it's all about the game.
Go blue!

