Then the season begins. Dropped passes, interceptions, fumbles, sacks, injuries, blown coverage, no blocking, bad tackling, missed field goals, penalties, poor coaching, etc.
Every fall I'm suckered in. Reading the sports pages, I get pumped up by all the positive statements by coaches and players on the Giants and Jets.
I watch highlights of other teams brilliance and shake my head. I spend Sundays walking in the park, watching squirrels. Thank God for college games where I have no favorite.
Maybe I should switch to professional soccer.
