Pacman, Plaxico, Favre and Vick: Save The Drama, Give Me Football

I don't watch soap operas. Daily, however, I get bombarded by an endless array of updates concerning football players and their personal lives.

I don't care what Plaxico was drinking when he pulled a Cheddar Bob. I don't want to hear his slimy manager tell Kornhieser that he can't discuss what happened. I don't need to know what time it was when he was picked up by the cops.

He shot himself, end story. My only question is will he play?

When it's the off season, I don't need to know that Brett Favre retired, came-back, retired again, talked to the Dolphins, ate fried okra for lunch, wants to play for Green Bay, can't, goes vacationing in the Bahamas, and finally, the only real news to report: He's gonna play in New York so Jets fans can chant J-E-T-S BRETT BRETT BRETT on kickoffs.

And, thank God he came back because my mom was all broken up when he left.

I know the guy will be in the Hall of Fame someday, but do I need to know his favorite color is teal? No.

I watch Sportscenter—a lot.

What I really want is analysis. There is one place to get loads of it, (shameless promotional plug) the show is called NFL Matchup. Ron Jaworski and friends analyze, I mean analyze football.

They analyze plays, players, coaches, schemes and techniques. They talk about who has a rocket arm, who is losing a step, who hits hard and who the bums are. They discuss what is done well, what is played out, what needs improvement and why.

And then Sportscenter comes on.

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