After a one-week respite, letÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s get this party started. Hope all had an excellent holiday weekend.
Back in the day, before I had a job that caused me to work most Sundays and get up not before 1 in the afternoon, Football Sunday had a tremendous meaning in my week. Namely, it was a day I could completely devote to the supreme American pastime of drinking beer, eating fried foods at a sports bar and immersing myself in an entire day of watching overgrown men crash into each other. I started this tradition in high school Ã¢â‚¬â€œ minus, of course, the beer.
Of course, times change. As I said, I generally work on Sundays, and I sometimes get up after the games actually begin. I rarely drink, and itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s even more rare that I eat fried foods. I generally donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t like watching sports with loud fans around me. And it had been several years since I had given over nearly an entire day to watch football.