A boyfriend took me to a triple header and that ended my interest in baseball and him too. My dad loved football but I could never get what was so terrific about watching big men in skintight leggings hunched over a pig skin ball that wasn’t even round with the only objective being to fumble it fifty yards to some sticks in the ground. N…
A boyfriend took me to a triple header and that ended my interest in baseball and him too. My dad loved football but I could never get what was so terrific about watching big men in skintight leggings hunched over a pig skin ball that wasn’t even round with the only objective being to fumble it fifty yards to some sticks in the ground. Needless to say I don’t watch football either now that my dad is gone.
You tap into my opinion about pro basketball, a game invented for children to teach them teamwork so that ball could make the nearly impossible 10’ journey into the net now dominated by “one man franchises” for whom that 10’ is….childs play.
A boyfriend took me to a triple header and that ended my interest in baseball and him too. My dad loved football but I could never get what was so terrific about watching big men in skintight leggings hunched over a pig skin ball that wasn’t even round with the only objective being to fumble it fifty yards to some sticks in the ground. Needless to say I don’t watch football either now that my dad is gone.
Barbara your description of football makes me question why I ever watched a game to begin with, and your right!!!!
You tap into my opinion about pro basketball, a game invented for children to teach them teamwork so that ball could make the nearly impossible 10’ journey into the net now dominated by “one man franchises” for whom that 10’ is….childs play.