I spit on football

There's not that many things I would change about Tim, but if I could change a few things, liking football would be one. He plays fantasy football (he won in his 'league' or whatever it's called) and coincidentally, he was neck in neck for first place with none other than Angie's husband, Graig. To make things fair, he'll have to use his winnings to take me out.
But really, that's not a big deal, except that he wouldn't be playing fantasy football if he didn't follow the moronic game in the first place. In reality, Tim will turn off the game if I complain enough (I can't even stand the sound of it in the background), and I suppose that in comparison to some men, he's not fanatical. So you see, I actually have an opportunity to slowly destroy his inclination toward following it - at least at home. I don't care if he reads the scores somewhere on his own time.

College ball doesn't annoy me that much - it's really the NFL and professional football. So what's my big problem with it? To start, there's the images the sport brings up for me:

-skanky cheerleaders that pretend to like the game, when really, they just like the attention from the guys

-chicks that wear football jerseys to sports bars and act like they're one of the guys and hi-five and actually follow the plays like they have an intimate understanding. i guess they just weren't pretty enough to be cheerleaders

-commercials suggesting that if you're not at or throwing a super bowl party, you're not American

-it makes guys in groups act like morons. testosterone stinking morons.

-lumpy, frumpy Midwesterners

-mustaches and belching

-pizza hut

So that's the main imagery that ruins it for me. From an ethical standpoint, being a fan of professional football (and other professional sports) wouldn't be so bad if it didn't feed into the disgusting amounts of money these people make - from the athletes to the investors and owners, to the advertisers, and on. I'm not innocent here - I like watching basketball (but I prefer college bball), and I while I don't exactly enjoy watching baseball, I don't mind it because it's classic to me - the REAL Americana sport. It's dignified, really. Because it's on during the summer, the background sound of baseball is soothing to me. In contrast, pro football is peaking during the harshest winter months, adding to its awfulness, with its screaming drunk fans and noise and ugliness. Sometimes I think everyone is pretending to like it. Even the guys.