Ah Monday has almost come and gone. I usually write these introspective reflections in the morning. But for tonight I'm doing it while watching NFL football, with Oakland leading against San Diego. Don't mistake me for a football fan. I know nothing about the sport - only I've just started watching this year. Why? I'm finding that as I grow older... that sometimes you need an outlet to get through life. Or maybe it's just me. But I need things to keep me excited. To keep me going, if you will.
I just became an avid fan of basketball this past season. It was so exciting. Part of it is the sport - it's an exciting game, fast paced, filled with drama. And if you're an LA native, the Lakers scene goes hand in hand with the celebrity scene. Needless to say, I am looking forward to the next season. Can't wait to watch the superstar Lebron James and my little crush Trevor Ariza.
So while I have also gotten into baseball - in large part due to an upbringing by a mom who loves the Dodgers, I have also started a fascination with football. In the past I thought it was such a violent game. Bunch of jocks running into each other. But I'm realizing there is a sport to it indeed. And sometimes I wonder about the person who is the football player. Did he always like football? Was this his dream to be an NFL player? What is his life like?
So all that to explain that as I'm writing this, Oakland is playing San Diego and I'm rooting for Oakland. Don't know the rules, only that if one team gets the ball to one end, they score some points, and that if they kick the ball through the two poles, they get even more points. It's almost a silly game if you think about it. The point is to get the ball from one side to the other without the other team stopping you. But why with the force of the bodies? Will boys always be boys? Is there something about being physical that's so predominant with the male gender? Who knows?
It just reminds me of Gladiator or something. These big guys are performing in the modern day coliseum. Spectators fill the stands as they watch the men below "fight" it out. Fans who can get so intense about the game, even though the game has no impact on their personal lives. But I get it. I'm beginning to get it. Was it last night I watched another game? Chicago against Green Bay. And I was rooting for Chicago, so I got mad when they weren't able to win. I too get invested. Why? I don't know. It's not rationale. Some things you cannot explain!
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