Around here, we are avid football fans. If there is a game on, we are probably watching it.
It wasn’t always that way, though, for me. I didn’t grow up in a “football family”, and really I only saw the game on when we were with family on holidays, or I was over at a friend’s house. I certainly didn’t know any football fanatics, other than the ocassional college-team fan.
I knew very little of the game. Some close friends liked to watch UGA games and, and I’d usually get together with them for the
food games. I also went to high school in a small town where football was second religion but I really didn’t understand football, like, at all. That all changed when my husband came into the picture. We met (again, we breifly attended the same high school years before), dated, and got engaged between the end of one football season and the beginning of the next football season. So therefore, I was already pretty vested when the pigskin started flying
The first couple season, I just tagged along when he watched the games. I’d make dip, or cookies to contribute to the parties, and sit around and be the stero-typical wife. Yay; our team won! Boo; our team lost! Isn’t this shirt and matching pedicure cute though? Team colors!
Finally, because I think I’m pretty intelligent, and I got tired of being caught off guard when all the yelling, screaming, and jumping happened, I asked my husband to “cover the basics.” For a football fans, “the basics” means EVERY SINGLE THING TO DO WITH THE GAME AND EVERY SINGLE NOTEWORTHY PLAY EVER MADE IN HISTORY EVER, EVER, EVER!
I was overwhelmed, but over the rest of the season I started to understand, then his enthusiasm started rubbing off. Next thing I knew we had a toddler who loved football, and my husband was (sometimes) opting to stay home and watch football with ME! I was starting to look forward to games and pay attention to sports newscasts. Now, needless to say, I’m starting to share his passion for a good game, and come next week, I’ll feel a little sad that there are no more games to watch until the fall. The weather in Atlanta has been so nice though, maybe it will keep getting warmer and we can fill our weekends with all the fun of spring and summer.
I know there are lots of you out there, though, who aren’t into football. It’s just not your thing, and that is OK! For you, I’ve made a handy rundown of ways to know that the big game might be near!
1. There are more men than women in the grocery store…also, every man’s cart might be filled with beer.
2. The melty, ooey gooey cheese-block and salsa display might be completely empty. Like down-to-the-cardboard, I-see-tumbleweeds empty.
3. Even the off-brand chips and soda are gone.
4. You see random goal posts every where. Car dealerships, bakeries, furniture stores, pet stores.
5. Rado ads are filled with things like BIG SCREEN TV’s – NO PAYMENTS UNTIL 3045!
6. Football shaped balloons.
7. Incessant discussion and replays of the “wardrobe malfunction”.
8. Pinterest floods with “big game” recipes and decoration boards.
9. The “grid” is passed at work – pay a dollar: win a bazillion.
10. It’s the first Monday in February and there is no morning rush hour.
Be safe – don’t drink and drive – and please don’t bet the grocery money!