Rant #1,832: Stop This Game

I would normally write this Rant on Friday of this week, but I just feel like writing it now.

I am not going to be one of the approximately 189 million people who will be watching the Super Bowl on Sunday.

Neither will my wife, nor my son, and I know my parents won't be watching, either.

The championship game of the NFL season is the most hyped event in the history of our universe each year, and I want no part of it, for a variety of reasons.

I am not one of those phony fans who watches it--and watches football--just this one time a year, to be part of the "world order," so to speak.

I don't like football, haven't really been interested in football since my mid to late teens, and find the whole thing, well, just boring.

I have no money bet on the game, no office pools, nothing that a lot of people have who really could care less about the game.

Thus, I have no reason to watch it.

My universe is not going to change whether the New England Patriots or the Atlanta Falcons win, so why watch?

The buildup to the game has been eviscerating to begin with, so even if the game is a good one, it cannot live up to all the hype that leads up to it.

That being said, what am I going to watch on Sunday, as Fox builds up this game for virtually the entire day?

It is a quiet day in my house anyway. No parties to go to, no celebrations of an event that I have absolutely no interest in, but most importantly for my family, my son works, so I have to transport him back and forth to work.

My wife is off that day after working on Saturday, so at least she gets her day of rest.

Myself, it will be another weekend day off for me, so I will probably help her do the laundry, watch some things that I have recorded off TV, and watch a movie or two from Netflix and YouTube.

And no, I won't watch the game just to watch the commercials. I could really care less.

As the Super Bowl rears its annual face, my true passion, baseball, will be just getting started.

Pitchers and catchers report to spring training next week, and the means that the baseball season is just roughly two months away.

That is way more important to me than football ever was, even when I was a fan of the game when I was a kid.

I lost that passion, but I have never lost that passion for baseball.

I enjoy basketball, but I truly have had a love affair with baseball since I was an eight year old going to the original Yankee Stadium for the very first time.

The grandeur of that memory trumps any memory I could possibly have about football, and I cannot wait for the baseball season to begin, 162 games in 180 days, a real sports roller coaster ride that no other sport can even attempt to match.

You want your football, that is fine with me.

Me, I will be watching a movie, and not caring one bit about the Big Game.

The Super Bowl to me is really the Stupor Bowl, but to each his own.