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The Venuist
Dec 10, 2009

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Having NFL Sunday Ticket in a bar is one thingโ€ฆ Ya gotta put asses in the seats. I understand that. Football makes people thirstier than a bag of salt. And you never know when Joe Blow from Minnesota is gonna walk in the door and need to watch his team from across the country while emptying his wallet.

This season, I have had the privilege of experiencing Sunday Ticket at a friendโ€™s house nearly every week. And it bores the hell outta me. Here are my top 5 reasons why:

1) First of all, it costs way too much. Donโ€™t get me wrong, Iโ€™d love to watch the Eagles here in New York every Sunday, but I donโ€™t wanna have to sell my TV to be able to afford it. That wouldnโ€™t make much sense.ย  And I realize Iโ€™m not actually paying for it at the moment. But my friend is. And I feel like Iโ€™m being ripped off by proxy.

2) ADD. It is nearly impossible to watch a single game from start to finish. Constant flipping back and forth is inevitable, and even obligatory, especially when youโ€™re paying straight out of your ass for the โ€œluxuryโ€ to do so. What this does is reduce the experience to the atmosphere of a barrage of people, armored in a kaleidoscopic array of colors, simply running back and forth on a TV screen. Itโ€™s more bewildering than Wonkavision. The structure of the event of a football game gets completely lost.

3) Fantasy Football shitbirds always converge on the place to keep up with what their โ€œplayersโ€ are doing. This means youโ€™re gonna have to spend an inordinate amount of time watching a complete blowout, or otherwise boring or meaningless game, because some dorktardโ€™s runningback needs 5 more yards to earn him whatever trivial achievement or win with his โ€œleagueโ€ of โ€œfriends.โ€ If I want to watch nerds get excited about stuff that doesnโ€™t involve me, Iโ€™ll go watch my cousin Ronnie play D&D in his stepmomโ€™s basement.

4) The โ€œRed Zone Channel.โ€ Am I that shallow and attention deficient that in order to watch a football game, somebody has to be scoring or about to score? Itโ€™s like tuning in to a boxing match at the end, on purpose. โ€œAll I really wanna see is how many bruises they have.โ€ย  And RZC is always showing up late, saying:โ€Hereโ€™s what happened just a few minutes agoโ€ฆโ€ On average, a team usually spends more than 3 seconds in the โ€œRed Zone,โ€ right โ€œRed Zone Channel?โ€

5) Football overdose. On any given Sunday that Iโ€™ve decided to watch football at the Sunday Ticket apartment, Weโ€™ve ended up watching at least 9 hours of it. Nine. Hours. What is your favorite thing in the world? What can you do, not only effortlessly, but also with supreme enjoyment? And I donโ€™t like football that much. I guess Iโ€™m talking about basic human delights, functions, and necessities. Eating? Ok, eating what? Ice Cream? Pizza? What about sex? Ok, fine. Thatโ€™s a big one. Imagine doing that for NINE. HOURS. It starts to get boring by halftime.