Last year around this time I announced with great fanfare that I was filing for divorce from the NFL. Of all the major sports, it is my least favorite and as its dominance grows, it has become ever more intolerable. It is a corporation behemoth masquerading as a sport. Yes, I acknowledge that sports in general have come corporate affairs, but the NFL in all its arrogance and “power” is more of that than any of the others. The league, its leaders, and its owners are so heavy-handed and transparent in their corporate character it sickens me.
So, I divorced the NFL and a day or two later, the office Fantasy Football League suffered a last minute team collapse and I was asked to step in to fill the spot. How could I say no? I didn’t and so I was in a fantasy league again. That’s one reason I attempted a reconciliation. The other is that most Sundays I spend relaxing at home, I make dinner, do the laundry, while my wife spends the day with her mom. It’s become my day of rest and relaxation and doing as little as possible.
I think you know what’s on allllllllllll day long on Sundays in the fall. So, I watched a lot of football.
The office Fantasy Football League has not just suffered one team failure. It has suffered the worst of fates. It is no more. So I have no fantasy league to participate in. I am still staying away from the Survivor Pool.
Today, I announce that we couldn’t make it work out. I’m filing my divorce papers tomorrow. This year is going to be different. Sundays will be days of action for me. Yes, I said that last year, too. Let’s see what happens this time.
All I know is this …
I hate the NFL.
I hate its dominance.
I hate its billions of dollars.
I hate the Patriots and Tom Brady.
I hate that they change the rules every frickin’ year.
I hate the entire national anthem controversy and consider it a shining example of how utterly dysfunctional the NFL has become — and by extension, how dysfunctional this country has become.
I hate the amount of time I’ve wasted watching the stupid sport.
At the end of the day I am a sports fan. This will be hard. As much as the NFL has become an arrogant monolith that needs to be cut down to size, there are still stories in the game.
So, yes, this will be hard.
But I’m going to try again … it’s too late to save this relationship. It’s time to move on to something better.
Wish me luck.