I am a Canadian who admittedly can’t watch the CFL although I am a football fanatic. The culmination of my love of football was derived from years of watching the NFL. My parents were Hamilton Ti-Cat fans, but I was always drawn to American Football and my love of the rules of the National Football League.
Hail Mary has much meaning for me, although I am not a religious person. The tension on the field, the true grit of play and the excitement of the game has a hold on me that I have not yet been able to explain. And I will vehemently negate any arguments that I watch the game for the tight pants. I know the rules. I know the game. And during the NFL season, I eat, sleep and breathe football.
Once the season begins I yearn for Sundays. If I am not working, I am comfortably ensconced in my living room watching the pre-game shows until the 1:00 kick off. I can spend 10 hours in my living room yelling obscenities at my 46″ monitor and loving every second of the game. (I’m sure there are meetings for this!)
My love of the sport may have morphed into a slight obsession. I took over a football pool about 10 years ago that had 15 participants. Last year we topped the participation with 65 people at $250.00 each for the entry fee. It was a busy season but time that I truly enjoyed spending creating spreadsheets and announcing the winners of each week. Having 65 people picking 13 to 16 games a week is like having a second job, but one I would not give up. My nickname during the football season is “The Commish” and it is a moniker I hold onto with great pride.
I have just sent my first email of the year to round up people to participate in the 2013 / 2014 football pool and I feel like a kid waiting to go to Disneyland. The spreadsheets are set for another year and pre-season is around the corner. The Chargers roster is pumped and ready to do me proud this year. My jerseys are hanging in my closet and I eagerly anticipate the kick-off to the Hall of Fame Game on August 4th.
I am about to put the laptop to bed and watch The Replacements. Although Keanu Reeves is not the best actor in the world, it is one of my favorite football movies and I need to get back into “Commish-mode”. It’s 4th and 1 on the 1 yard line and I’m about to take the snap. Hut, hut.