Sunday is a day of rest at our house.
It’s what I believe, anyway.
My wife believes otherwise.
Somehow Saturday’s “Honey Do’s” always manage to spill over to the following day, too.
Which is why I wish the NFL would settle this ridiculous lockout once and for all and get its football season going.
There are other reasons, of course.
Like not having to see Dallas Cowboys owner Jerry Jones every five minutes on ESPN.
Or finding out which NFL team grabs ex-Bayshore Bruin Fabian Washington, a free agent cornerback.
Or seeing whether Lakewood Ranch High alum Dominique Rodgers-Cromartie gets traded to the Philadelphia Eagles for quarterback Kevin Kolb.
After sporting sweet-looking red-an-white Arizona Cardinal jerseys the past three years, his family could be rocking the cornerback’s No. 29 in midnight green.
I enjoy watching the NFL game as much as any football fan around our town.
Got a closetful of jerseys, T-shirts and hats to do it in style, too.
But after four months of billionaire owners squabbling with millionaire players over a $9.3 billion-a-year game that will become even more obscenely profitable annually, enough is enough.
Spare me the overheated hype.
Contrary to what some people would have us believe, Western civilization will not collapse if the NFL doesn’t play a down this season.
Armageddon it isnot.
Life will go on.
Unless you happen to be a Pittsburgh Steelers fan.
Unfortunately, it would be a financial hit for the little guys, who depend on NFL revenue -- i.e., stadium vendors, sports bar owners.
Could be slow going at Fan-Atics, Bradenton’s Steeler HQ.
Yet it’s absolutely crazy this dispute has become like a national crisis.
Our national debt. Unemployment. The economy.
Those are national crises.
This is about NFL greed.
When I heard a sports talk radio host ask a caller if he was willing to forgive the NFL after being forced to miss football, I laughed out loud.
Forgiveness? For what?
Four months without football?
It was springtime and early summer, for crying out loud.
What did we miss?
Offseason training camps. Free agency. Big deal.
It’s baseball season, thank you very much.
Besides, it’s not like we don’t satisfy our football jones around here.
Soon enough we’ll be caught up in the frenzy of those Friday night lights at our high school football games.
Then there’s college football every Saturday on TV.
By Sunday, the NFL can be downright anti-climactic.
There have been many lousy games over the years where I realized I could’ve spent the afternoon doing something else.
Something more constructive.
Like maybe even helping Sherri do housework.
Good grief. Did I just say that?
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