Sports

I was at dinner with my parents for my mom's birthday, and since there wasn't a TV anywhere near us, I had my phone open to the ESPN.com NFL scoreboard the entire time because the Giants were playing the Cowboys. I counted down the play clock in my head (seriously) and then hit refresh everytime I thought that a play took place. My mom would ask me every five seconds, "What's the score?" and I would answer and she would inevitably respond to my answer by saying "I don't understand football."

I follow sports a lot more closely than most people I know. A lot of people don't watch sports like my mom, and I can kind of understand it, but I can't imagine what that's like. I can't imagine what it's like not to go on ESPN.com first thing after logging into my comptuer at work. I don't know what it's like not caring that Roger Clemens took steroids, or wondering whether or not Floyd Mayweather will actually retire before fighting Miguel Cotto. I guess everyone feels that way about something. I'm sure my Mom watches the E! Channel and wonders to herself "I can't imagine what it's like not caring about what Jessica Simpson wore this weekend!"

I refreshed my phone's Internet Browser for the final time and it said that the Cowboys were on the Giants 22 with something like 30 seconds remaining, so I immediately dropped any pretense of having to be nice to my mom on her birthday, and I ran to the bar in the back to watch the final seconds. Romo threw two incomplete passes to set up 4th down...and he immediately threw an interception to end the game.

My sister asked me why I watch football, and I told her that I watch it because I've been watching it since I was a kid. But the real answer is because I feel like a kid when my team wins. I was giddy, and I'm giddy now, and I'll probably be giddy all week even though the weather is crappy and my job is crappier. My team won and the other team lost. It was the same way I felt when I was a kid when the Giants won the Super Bowl in 1991, it was the same way I felt when I was a teenager when the Giants stomped the Vikings in 2000, and it's the same way I'll feel 50 years from now when the Giants win a game (Of course, this is assuming that I don't get Alzheimer's and can remember what football is.)

LET'S GO GIANTS.