Go team!

I have really always loved football. When I was little, I watched my uncles play at BYU and University of Utah and I understand the game pretty well. There are 9 innings, two squads that play against each other, each team has a goalie who has a huge goal to protect, and the team that makes more holes-in-one wins. And then at the end of the season, the two squads that are the most popular and have the most obnoxious fans get together in a big stadium to watch hilarious new commercials and every six or so commercials, they get up and throw the ball around. That's called the Super Cup. That seems right.
But really, I do love football! If there is one thing that I regularly look forward to, it is probably the Superbowl in January. No joke, that Sunday will be one of the happiest days I have had in a long while. It will have everything that I am in desperate need of right now: lots of family, lots of food, cold weather while we're warm inside, home in California, laughing with my favorite people on earth, and a good game. I honestly cannot wait. I miss my cousins, grandparents, aunts, and uncles so much.
And apparently the rest of the country loves football also. Since the season started a few weeks ago, Sundays are crazy around here. When I say here, I mean at work... because my apartment has no TV so sometimes I forget whether it's night or day, winter or summer, 1911 or 2011, just because I don't have TV shows to revolve around. For example, if Deal or No Deal is on, it's night. If The Price is Right is on, it's a day. If American Idol is on, it's Winter. If So You Think You Can Dance is on, it's Summer. If The Brady Bunch is on, it's 1911. If Modern Family is on, it's 2011. I think you get my drift...
So back to football. The people love it. In every break room we have two TV's and on Sundays, they are both on different football games and no one ever complains because everyone loves it! Managers who walk in to make sure no one is sleeping their day away start to reprimand someone but don't get two words out before they realize the game is on and stand for twenty minutes watching it without moving. Just yesterday I was sitting and eating my lunch in the break room with a manager and a young man from Italy. We were all watching the game and I really had no idea who was playing but I was enjoying it. When my manager realized he had company, he took advantage of it. You know how men all think they could manage every college and National football team? And when the football talk starts, it's like you just broke open the flood gates. And it's pouring rain. So it never ends. Anyways, my manager starts his game strategy talk with me. But neither me nor the Italian guy have no idea or interest in his strategies for these two teams. However, he is still my manager and I can't let him notice that I just want him to stop talking so I can enjoy the game. So I nod and add a "yeah" or "seriously" or "I know" or "I agree" or a chuckle or a disproving shake of the head when the time seemed right. And honestly, he is quite difficult to understand in the first place so I really had no idea what he was just talking about. I had to make very quick analyses of his body language and facial expressions to determine how I would react. And it worked - he didn't catch on at all. And every time he turned around, the Italian guy and I laughed our heads off as silently as we could because we knew what was going on.
If I had no clue what day of the week it was and walked onstage and saw football jerseys on several guests around me, I would know it was a Sunday. On Sundays, there are literally as many people wearing football paraphernalia as Disney paraphernalia. It's ridiculous. And most often, it isn't just one person. Whole families are decked out as half of the New Orleans Saints or babies are wearing New York Jets onesies. You have seen those commercials for cell phones where the people are watching the game live and cheering in the middle of the street, right? That's no joke. I counted, and I saw seventeen different people watching games on their phones and giving live updates to family and friends as they walked through the park. These people are serious. I kind of feel bad for us all because once football season ends, everyone is going to be bored because the rich NBA players and the rich NBA executives couldn't come to a rich agreement and now we have a sport-less winter ahead of us.