I am a huge sports fan. I grew up in Boston in the '80s and '90s, where you really couldn't be part of any conversation without knowing the basics of the previous night's games:
"Didya see Wakefield blow it last night? What a disastah."
"Wicked good game from the Bruins, but what a sieve the goalie was. We got wicked lucky."
My favorite team and sport, though? The New England Patriots and the NFL. In my family, Sundays were an event, filled with food, some friendly wagers and a lot of screaming. So you can understand why this year's Superbowl was a little rough for me. The Baltimore Ravens made it into the big game by beating my Patriots, making it hard for me to cheer for them. And I have no ties to the 49ers, making it hard for me to cheer for them. So, I decided to cheer for a good game. And while apparently it developed into one, I was watching something else: the inside of my eyelids.
I tried, I really did...but as soon as that power outage happened in the second half, with Baltimore already up by a bunch, I gave into exhaustion and let myself take a deep sleep on the couch. I woke up with about five minutes left in the game (oops) and then saw a pretty spectacular ending.
I don't know what has happened. Years ago, I was all about Superbowl parties and screaming at the players. Today, I am all about homemade nachos and naps. And no screaming, lest I wake the baby.
I'm still a fan, just not a fanatic.
How have your sports viewing habits changed? Did you make it through the full game on Sunday night?