I used eat, sleep, and breathe football from Labor Day to February. Sunday noon through Monday at midnight you could find me in front of a TV. I was in a half-dozen fantasy leagues, and simply couldn't get enough of the NFL.
Things changed, slowly and by degrees. Refs called more ticky-tacky penalties, and most long-yardage plays had flags come out. This, along with interminable "instant replay" delays" slowed the games down. The NFL added Sunday morning games in Europe, and Sunday night games to their schedule. Mondays were no longer locked-in from 9 to midnight, they added an extra game here and there. Thursdays (beyond Thanksgiving) were added in, and the games weren't broadcast on National TV. I began to lose interest.
Bob Costas insisted on lecturing us on his current political fad, and BO showed up on telecasts to pimp his latest thoughts. That really turned me off, never mind whether I agree or not, I want to see football, not more politics.
So, when Kapernick (and others) did his thing last season, I more or less walked away. No Fantasy Leagues, for the first time in a couple of decades. No new shirts, jerseys, any spending whatsoever. I can count the number of times I watched on two hands, and still have some fingers left over.
I didn't quit the NFL, it left me. Last year was nice; I had a lot of extra time to spend with the family, and working around the house. Frankly, I found that I didn't particularly miss it.
Yep, I’ve lost all interest as well and dang it, I enjoyed years of being in a football pool, even won a bunch of times. Lil bobby can go suck an egg, I’d love to rip that hair piece off his fat head.