Sunday Night Football BOOOOO Friday Night Lights YAAAYY

When  I was growing up, Super Bowl Sunday was an event that meant a special treat -- eating dinner (usually yummy nachos and taco salad) in the living room, in front of the TV.  Back then, I never really considered that there were a whole slew of games played before I sat down with my cheese smothered Tostidos. 

Oh, such sweet ignorance!  My hubby has descended once again into the haze of football season.

Football, aside from the Super Bowl snacks, has never really interested me.  I liked playing it during youth group retreats. (because it meant direct contact with b-o-y-s)  I like the way the players slap each other's butts.  And I like it when the commentators give back-stories on the players, about over obstacles and that sort of thing.

But that actual games?  I tune out almost immediately.

And then I discovered Friday Night Lights.  Or, more specifically, Tim Riggins.  All of the sudden football had a [truck driving, beer drinking, womanizing, bruiser with a sensitive heart] soul.

But now, horror of horror, "real" football season has started and FNL won't start until October 1st!

That's just stupid, if you ask me.  I know one (the NFL) has nothing to do with the other (the best butt...I mean show...on TV) but it nerves me none the less.

Counting down the days until October 1st!

xoxo

AMV