So it looks like the gridiron fools are at it again –
kneeling and raising fists ostensibly in support of racial justice – whatever
that is, it’s never explicitly defined and defended – but really to give the
middle finger to President Trump, not realizing (or caring) they’re also hurling
a big F-You to the half of America who either voted for him and/or now support
him. You know, something like 80 percent of the NFL’s fan base.
I haven’t watched since some point near the beginning
of the 2016 season, and I didn’t watch any of the 2017 season – not even the
Super Bowl. After initial withdrawal symptoms not unlike quitting smoking, I
didn’t miss it at all. So my boycott will continue, although now it’s actually
not even a boycott. I just have no urge to watch.
For those who still do, however, I would like to
humbly offer 10 things to do instead of watch football this fall and winter.
1) Lift Weights.
Too busy to work out? Too busy to get stronger,
physically and mentally? Well, now you can have anywhere from three to twelve
hours free on a Sunday, depending on your old NFL habits. When I’m lifting (and
I’m an off-again, on-again, currently off-again amateur lifter), I like to do
three sets on a Sunday. My two workouts during the week are two sets, one for
max reps and one for going up in weight. But on Sundays, there’s no rush to get
through a workout.
2) Sharpen a Work Skill.
A novel thought, at least to me, that occurred once I
had a family – down time does not have to be spent in wasteful (and often
self-destructive) leisure. You can actually do something that improves your
money earning potential. I got the tax thing going on, where I have all these
new laws and regulations to study to help you all pay Uncle Sam, but surely you
have something you can do – even for just three hours out of a sixty-hour
weekend – that would help your earnings potential, no?
3) Read Military History.
Football is basically a substitute for war. It’s
martial by nature, a civilized form of battle. Why not study the real thing? I’ve
found the Civil War and World War II endlessly fascinating, from a birds-eye
view of strategy and tactics, logistics, equipment and personnel. A terrible
thing it truly is, and like all terrible things, I think we benefit from a
close study of it.
4) Hang Out With That Neglected Buddy.
One of my buddies has not a shred of interest in
football. It’s almost eerie and off-putting hanging with someone, especially on
a Sunday, who cares little about the local team – who doesn’t even know who the
quarterback is – nor gives a rat’s behind about the Super Bowl. But it’s not
eerie and off-putting, it’s actually kind of normal. Be that guy, and hang out
with those types of guys.
5) Run / Jog / Walk / Bike / Move.
Anything. Just get off the couch. Put the beer down;
drink it instead later before dinner, as a reward for your exertion. When I
think of all the beer I drank in relation to the NFL, I think of a football
field littered with the fossilized remains of tens of thousands of aluminum
cans strewn round pyramids of rusted kegs. Oh my poor heart! I think I’ll go
for a two-mile walk now.
6) Read Something Incredibly Challenging and Focus-Demanding.
For many years I’ve had Being and Time by Martin Heidegger and The Critique of Pure Reason by Immanuel Kant sitting in my
basement. These cinderblock odes to dense and possibly useless theoretical
frameworks of reality mock me several times a week; at least when I’m in the
basement doing laundry. Anyway, one day I vowed that one day I would read them,
cover to cover, and understand them. Conquer them, so to speak. It may be the
largest waste of time for a simple man as myself, but the possibility that it
would be the most important waste of time keeps me from tossing them in the
trash. Heidegger! Kant! Thanks to Kaepernick and Goodell, you’re now on notice!
7) Throw a Football with Your Little Ones.
Yeah, it’s flirting with danger. Like a dude
celebrating his 30-day A.A. chip by drinking a soda in a bar. But last fall me
and the girls would go out in the front yard and toss that pigskin around for
twenty minutes or a half-hour, and we’d have tons of fun with no frustration of
watching the Giants lose. And my girls know how to throw a football! Only
problem is that now my front yard is too small, with their arms. Have to go
down the street now to the park.
8) Watch Rugby.
Last December I stumbled across a rugby game, and
couldn’t change the channel. I was fascinated. Riveted. All the cardiac agility
of soccer with the barbaric physicality of football. I watched for a full hour
and still don’t know how it’s played, but I want to know. I heard rumor of a
national rugby league starting up, and that’s piqued my interest. One night a
few months ago I youtubed a bunch of games, but I still haven’t dedicated the
time and effort to figure out exactly what this sport is. Wait, I know what it
is – a potential replacement for the social justice driven NFL!
9) Watch Baseball then Switch to Hockey.
Baseball season now ends sometime in late October
(possibly even early November). Hockey starts October 3 and lasts until Spring.
There you go! Football season’s covered! My basic cable setup has a half-dozen
channels that cover these sports. There’s always a baseball game or a hockey
game on at night or on weekend afternoons. It’s probably the first baby step
someone who’s heavily addicted to the No Fans Left league should take. I took
it last year, and though the hockey bug didn’t bite me, the baseball bug did
and also bit Little One as well, who now box scores every Yankee game.
10) Heck, Even Watch Soccer if you Need a Sports Fix.
As a last ditch alternative … J
2 comments:
After years of Sunday afternoon (and Thursday night, Sunday night, Monday night and Thanksgiving Day) neglect, I really enjoyed the fall last year with my better half. Whether it was hiking the Appalachian Trail or visiting a local winery, I found I was really missing out on life. Looking to do more of the same this year since fantasy football will no longer be a burden (after 27 years).
Uncle
Oh, and not to mention some youth soccer games. ahem ahem.
uncle
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