Missing Football

I love football! A lot! When the football season ends I slump; I drag; I wither. How can I possibly survive the next few months? Pulling one of my many football tops out of the closet and hugging it close to me does not make me feel any better. Looking at my football paraphernalia  does not make me feel any better. I remember Sunday mornings, waking up, smiling, knowing in a few hours I can listen to the banter of the football commentators. I would recognize most of their voices anywhere. They are like family to me. Then the games begin! You can watch games back to back, until almost midnight. I even miss the commercials! Monday Night Football, isn’t that what Mondays are for?  If you are lucky and your cable company offers it, there will be Thursday games, half way through the season..

So, the fact that “free agency” began got my excited. 30 days ago it was six plus months until the preseason then, it is six months minus a bit until the preseason starts. Yeah! I don’t want to wish my life away but, sometimes  the weekends seem so long. Oh, football, I miss you so much!

Last week my team had a volunteer mini camp. And now, the NFL draft! I am becoming a happier girl. I know there is still the end of spring and most of the long summer to follow (and in Florida, this time of year can really drag you down) but the preseason games are a little over three months away and regular season close to four months.  I am halfway there, give or take a few days. Bring it on!  I am ready!

Tonight I will hear the voice of Chris Berman and see football jerseys and hear screams from the young fans and players and their families. It is a time of excitement! A new year of football is beginning!