Girls … and Football

So I am one of those weird girls who loves watching football.

I don’t know if it’s because my Dad had all girls and had no one else to watch football with … and so therefore he watched it with us?

Maybe it’s because I am such a competitive person, and I thrive off the thrill of victory (and the agony of defeat)?

Maybe it’s because I love hanging with the guys, and love being “that girl” who can actually hold an intelligent conversation about football, during a football game, and can “draft” a Fantasy Football team with the best of them?
(AND finish in second place two years in a row)

Maybe it’s because I went to Notre Dame during their football hey day, and had such a great experience watching winning games?
(wait, what’s that? haha)

Or maybe it’s because I truly love football … but whatever the case, I am a bonafide football fanatic.

So here’s the point of all this: I love my “girl” friends (wait … my friends who are girls), but dang it, life is so much easier when you are watching football!

There’s no … read my mind and try and figure out what I really want.
There’s no … my feelings are hurt BECAUSE you didn’t read my mind and figure out what I really want.
There’s just beer … football … and belching … 100% uncomplicated.

Now I’m not going to ditch my girl friends any time soon … but I will tell you that I am VERY relieved that football season is just around the corner … and let me tell you, my Fantasy Football team is DANG good this year!

haha

Cheers!
Bridget