I’m done too. Several years ago I bought a 120” projection screen and projector not for movies but for football. Although it did replace the movie theater. That’s how much of a football fan we are.
But, with the NFL completely caving in to the Woke Leftists we are done with the NFL.
Nothing is more important to us than the future of our country.
Our children are FAR more important than any sport or any company. The country we want them to inherit is infinitely more important. And, the Sports leagues Corporate suits are all selling is out.
That POS Goodell pleading with teams to sign that despicable, sub-human scumbag Kapernick.
In all my years, that spectacle was nauseating. Goodell brings to mind a Jew in 1937 showing the Nazis where all the Jewish refugees are hiding, sweat beading down his face, an obsequious smile on his face, trying to buy himself a few more minutes of freedom.
He is already filthy rich, so he doesn’t need more money. The players doing this are going to be able to finish out their careers, make their money, and abscond to their mansions if they manage not to blow it all on strippers and hanger-ons like many of them will. They are salting the earth for anyone who wanted to play football at all levels.
And in a few years, there will be no league.
When I was in the Navy, before the era of instant communciation world wide, I used to pace outside the radio shack on the ship on Sunday nights, because they would, at some point after all the games were over, post the scores on the bulkhead outside the door.
When in port, I spent hours on the flight deck with a small radio, going up and down the dial, hoping to stumble on a radio bounce from the states, waiting for scores or the sound of an announcer, the American NFL voices instantly distinguishable.
My best friend is/was also a fanatical football fan like me. I have spent Sundays with him for the past 30 years watching at least one game. We have gone to games, traveled the country to go to games, gone to a Super Bowl together...
It was something that gave us an excuse to get together every week. Something we had in common, something we could talk about that wasn’t the “old days”.
This dies hard for me.