A conversation I had with a co-worker, who also happens to write for semi-popular sports blog, Major League Jerk:
[Me]: Can I please tell you a secret, under a blanket, in a closet, at 3 in the morning, out in the country? …I’m looking forward to football season.
[Me]: No idea. I’m just looking forward to it. /god help me
[Him]: Football is a drug…your life revolves around it but the actual experience is rarely rewarding. You better stay away.
I’m not even a huge sports fan (basketball is the only game I actually understand while I’m watching) but for whatever reason, football feels the most familiar to me. I feel that all will be right with the world when the Buckeyes and the Browns take the field.