Respite
I've admitted elsewhere that I came unequipped with the male professional sports entertainment gene. I like Orioles baseball and I follow Michigan football but that's pretty much it. And now that the Rose Bowl is over, the Baltimore Ravens are out of the NFL playoff hunt, and Spring Training is weeks away, I get a sweet respite. For me, the sports pages become just so much fish wrapping until Opening Day. The feeling of having one less thing to read in the morning newspaper is so liberating, so cathartic.
NCAA Football champs? Don't care, it's not Michigan.
NFL Playoffs and Super Bowl? Don't know who's playing and I couldn't care less who wins.
NCAA basketball? Meh.
NBA and NHL? Puhlease, isn't there any daytime television I could watch?
How about that Mars landing?
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