The Waiting Is the Hardest Part

Tony MeyerAnalyst IMarch 26, 2009

Dear Football,

I can't stop thinking about you. It's been two long months, and I know that there is still so long to go.

You constantly are teasing me. I see you on the television, I read about you, I fantasize about you. But I know that no matter how hard I try, you won't be coming back for a while.

We had such a great time together. You have been a part of my life for over 20 years, but it never gets any easier when you are gone.

Yes, there are other things to occupy my mind when you are gone, but nothing can fill the void that you leave in my heart.

Don't you remember our Sundays together? Sunday was our day. Yes, I know that there was the occasional Thursday. Mondays were fun, too. But Sundays were our time together, and now I wake up on Sunday morning and a wave of depression rushes over me.

I have done everything in my power to devote my life to you and only you, but when you leave, it just hurts so badly. I know I will get to see you again on Apr. 26, but that just isn't enough for me.

Last year was really hard on me, and I'm sure I said a lot of things in the heat of the moment that I didn't mean. Suffering through the worst season in history can take its toll on our relationship, but you know that no matter how bad it gets, I will never leave you.

I need you. My life is incomplete without you. Please come back!

I miss you so much. I know that you miss me, too.


Tony xoxo