I do not care about football.
I do not care about the Superbowl.
While I like the morale-boost of a win, I can’t help but think that football games don’t rebuild entire wiped-out neighborhoods. But if it brings some joy, who am I to judge?
I’ve been a ball of glee today, as you can tell. Superbowl Sunday just annoys me, and I’ve been irritated all day, even though I stayed away from all sports-related coverage, save for the last five minutes of the game. I flipped the channel to see the game, out of curiosity. And yay! The Saints were suddenly ahead! I’ll just watch the rest and see the excitement.
Twenty minutes later …
