Football is Over...Bring on the Madness!

Throw away your plush fingers, and your inflatable chairs. It's time to wipe away the face paint, and start to look towards February and March! Like most of you, the past two weeks have been a pain in the rear for me. ESPN has interrupted the usual "Trick Shot Bowling" and "Hunting with Dick Cheyeney" shows to have Stuart Scott and the rest of the washed-up, balding Sport's "Broadcasters" rant on about how Peyton needs to disect the un-disectable defense of Da' Bears, and how Rex Grossman will need to figure out how to play quarterback against a Colts defense who gives away rushing yards like those door to door evangelists give away pamphlets. But woe is me, I don't think I saw how applicable it can be to your life to understand how a running back hits the "A" gap. Please, Sean Salisbury, disect that play for me ONE more time, except, NOW do it slow motion with those flashy graphics showing all the routes, and the vision of the running back! --YEA! That's awesome! My life is complete...

I apologize for that but is it just me or has the television coverage of the Super Bowl gone wayyy off a cliff? I'm surprised Heraldo didn't show up with an afternoon special on the dangers of Super Bowl Week. But! Now that's all gone, and everyone can take a deep breath--for a second. It's time to get excited about something that's worth getting excited about. People playing a game they love, not for the money, but simply for the love of the game. Yes, that's right, I'm talking about College Basketball--a pantheon of emotion, sweat, and Dick Vitale. I guess if there's one thing to get annoyed about in College Basketball it's those HORRID little segments in the middle of the game coverage when an over dressed, and underpaid reporter sits next to the star Point Guard's mother's friend's sister's cousin who is just trying to watch the game while the reporter insists on asking about the star Point Guard's eating habits. It's little things like these that make me want to toss my television on Dickie V...

--to be continued.