and really I don’t want to get it either…
I am not a sport enthusiast.
I don’t get football, baseball, tennis, golf, hockey, soccer etc…it all just goes over my head.
Here lately that old familiar feeling of being out of the loop has returned. As football season has gotten back in the swing of things the familiar commercials
every two minutes have returned, team flags begin to pop up, cars are decorated, houses are decorated, faces are decorated.
When I check my Facebook page I see all the status updates with witty remarks about the different teams, updates on scores and the lamenting about a loss.
“Roll Tide” what’s that??? Alabama or Tennessee or well you get the picture!
I don’t get it folks.
During a Sunday school lesson or sermon when the inevitable sports analogy is used as an illustration well my mind starts to wander.
When sport figures are mentioned during lunch or just in general conversation I never know who they are.
Confession time: I did not know who Michael Vick was until he got arrested for the dog fighting and then I had to call a friend and ask who he was and why everyone was so upset, and I live in the state that he played football for. Sad but true!
The abbreviations confuse me too, NFL, AFL, NCAA, Pack Ten, the different regions, it just is all too confusing. The terms confuse me, first in 10, line of scrimmage…I don’t know what this means.
Do I want to know? Not really!
After 27 years of marriage I have finally learned to appreciate the delicate intricacies of NASCAR, however the constant sponsor changing and team rearranging is maddening. I get the drivers memorized by the hood sponsor then someone gets their panties in a wad and moves to another team and sometimes they even change car numbers. Well that sends me over the edge. And don’t get me started on the constant rule changing. Now after so many races and so many points they all get wiped clean and the only ones that count are the top 10 or 12 drivers.
The phrase “I don’t get it!” is simple not strong enough!
So now that you all know that I don’t get it, well nothing much changes, I just wanted to get it off my chest.
As the football season gears up for this year I will be the one with the glazed look on my face while everyone else is having a wonderful time going to tailgating parties, buying big foam fingers, wearing team colors and screaming at their televisions!
I’ll be playing Farmville and blog-hopping!