Another Year in the Books and I Miss it Already

I started a conversation only mere hours after the Super Bowl. A discussion that really opened my eyes and saddened my soul. A female friend of mine was talking to me about her viewing of the big game and how she really did not understand any of it. She went on to say that she finally understood the idea of what a first down was after a few drinks and a lot of shouting by crazed pigskin fans. I offered my educational skills to help her get at least the basics. I was expecting a lack of interest but was surprised by her reaction. She was ecstatic by the offer, so I started to work out logistics in my mind when a paralyzing depression engulfed me in despair. She could not have had worse timing. My wounds were still fresh and denial had my mind incapable of seeing my truly dim reality.

The Colts win, Peyton is the MVP, in a game that no man deserved it alone, and Dungy finally gets his well deserved ring that barely eluded him with my Bucks. All of these events I wanted but still something was not right with me, and it took that conversation to awaken me. I shed a tear on a day which should be a national holiday celebrating the end of something so American. The Superbowl is one thing but this is the end of football as we know it. No more pro, college is long gone, and i think even arena league is done. The next taste of football you get to look forward to is the NFL combine results for your favorite college players, the draft, and the new freshmen class for your respective colleges. This is where we all must part ways with football and let the writers take over with the speculation. It is always hard when someone so close to you deserts you, but she will always come crawling back. I know that I will always take her back, and she will never leave my mind for as long as I breath and can fill my lungs with that distinctly fall smell. This is the only instance where football will be known as a she only because of the ability of football to leave we always wanting more. I knew this goodbye would get sappy but I need to remember the good times. LT breaking the TD and scoring record, Drew Brees leading the Saints out of the gutter, Florida beating down the "unstoppable" Buckeyes, and Oregon State knocking down that two point conversion to beat the mighty Trojans all these events have made this football season one worth the cushion ware. I will miss it, but I think when my spring fling arrives I can forget my lost love for a while.