It's that time of year football fans. You know what I'm talking about. The time of year after the draft and before training camps. It is also known as summer.
Pretty much this time of year exists to drive football fans nuts because nothing ever happens, except for the yearly Favre retirement saga, but that just makes it suck more.
This time of year you will hear the pundits male predictions about the season. Who will win the division, Superbowl, etc. That is about it—no trades, for the most part, no games, except for Arena Football (yuck), and nothing except baseball and the WNBA for almost three months.
If that last part made you cringe, you are not alone.
Fortunately summer is bearable because its summer. You now have pool parties, the beach, and vacation time.
But to me there is and will always be that hole inside of me during these months.
It's not that Favre's retirement saga is getting old, or that I don't care where Terell Owens goes, and it is definitely not that I am beginning to grow tired of reading my 600th Superbowl prediction—on second thought it is those things. It is the fact that there is so little news that we have to spend hours analyzing crap like this.
It's not fair that football has such a long dead period I want to watch some games, feel excitement win my team wins and disappointment when my team loses. I want to eat those giant turkey legs they sell at the stadium. I want to tailgate and have post game parties. I want Monday night football.
But most of all I just want to watch the game I love. Not baseball, not the AFL, and definitely not the WNBA. No I just want to watch good ol' Football.
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