For those of you who don't know I love football. I watch it both Saturday and Sunday during the season. And I have been know to sit in front of my television every night of the week if I can find a game.
But I can't really say when the love affair started. Was it when I was two -- those black and white figures dancing across the screen?
Or sitting every Sunday on the couch with my dad? What girl didn't want to watch those tone body race down the field? Or hear the crunch of the hit? Oh...the tears of victory or the pain of defeat...what would my childhood been like without those moments -- shared by the members of my favorite team.
I don't know. But while search for sites that offered insight into the game I stumbled onto this blog "Art of Manliness."
After reading the first paragraph I felt a kinship with the writer. Though not a man, I shared his passion and understand his reasons for loving the awesome sport of football.