I have turned a corner. On Sunday afternoon, I no longer think I should be watching football. The season has gone on without me, and I’m OK with that. On Monday morning, I don’t know who won the game, and I don’t care.
This has made my life better, not worse.
I thank the NFL for getting me off my ass and back out into the world. I get two days a week to do my own thing, and now I use both of them.
“I get two days a week to do my own thing, and now I use both of them.”
Instead of giving one up to watch grown men get dirty rich playing with a ball with other grown men, and paying more for your pizza and beer for that priveledge.