Two Cs have dimmed my interest in football

Ratings continue to drop for the NFL.  They dropped precipitously last year and are down again this year.  I myself have not watched a single play this year.  Why?  I wasn’t really sure, but now I think know why — the two Cs.

1. Concussions are big.  I stopped watching boxing because of the damage to boxers’ brains, and I’m starting to feel taht way about football.  I don’t watch college football for that reason, and it’s starting to carry over to the NFL for me.  I just don’t feel right watching someone (who can be cut by a team tomorrow) damage their brain for my entertainment.  I also dont watch college football because I feel like the NCAA are a bunch of scumbags who exploit kids who often don’t get a degree and receive no money and in turn collect billions of dolalrs.  Bleh.

2. Commercials.  Oh my gosh, the commercials are a turnoff!  Kick-off, commercial.  Punt, commercial.  Time out, commercial. Field goal or TD, commercial.  Extra point, commercial.  Kick off again, commercial. Etc. etc.  and the commercials are all by large uninspiring companies like Truck makers and fast food joints, and they go on and on and on to the phoning I feel like I’m waiting an entire day to watch one game.  SO I stopped – life is too short.

I cant speak for other people – the numbers speak for themselves — but I now know why I haven’t been watching football — a sport I once loved — anymore.

Two Cs have dimmed my interest in football

Strange Dream about staying with the Trumps last night – a vivid and not pleasant dream about walking on eggshells around him :)

What a strange dream.  We were traveling from our house to LA, but did so in a circuitous route and along the way made a pre-planned stop at the Trumps house in New Jersey.  It was a small home, like a suburban condo, and honestly I was a little initimidated in my dream by Trump in the sense he was moody and I didn’t want to deal with him in a bad/ranting mood, so was interacting with kid gloves.  He liked football, as did his son, and was showing me highlights of his favorite game which was the Dolphins vs. the Jets in the 1960s with a shocking drop-kick ending that gave the Jets the victory as time expired.  Trump was mumbling a little as he showed this, and I wasn’t sure why it was his favorite game and didn’t want to offend him by asking him to repeat it.  Then it was time to leave, we got a car to the airport, we boarded a plane and flew out for Napa where were going to meet our now grown kids’ former nanny (wth?) who was joining us for the final leg of the trip, and we were glad to not be around Trump and his delicate mood anymore.  We very specifically did not talk politics with him, and I didn’t mention the presidency.  It was a vivid dream.  As I said at the top – very strange.

Strange Dream about staying with the Trumps last night – a vivid and not pleasant dream about walking on eggshells around him :)

Fascinating to watch cornerback technique at combine

I watched a video by Marcus Trufant about the importance of technique – staying low, keeping the feet moving, popping the receiver with two hands then switching to one hand and guiding the receiver inside or outside.  It was interesting to watch Trufant (a 1st round pick and Pro Bowler) then switch back and watch video below at the NFL combine, where you can see technique isn’t always correct (but oh my gosh these receivers would be hell to guard 🙂 ).

Once in a pick up game of football a UW Husky receiver showed up to play (it was years ago and I don’t remember his name anymore).  Once again, I got screwed because I was deemed the fastest player on the field by our guys so had to guard him (that happened a few times to me 🙂 ).  Anyway, I made it my singular mission for the game to not allow him to catch a pass on me (without mentioning or displaying that to him, since it’s never a good idea to spark a Division 1 athlete’s competitive fire :)); fortunately, he didn’t go full speed so I can honestly say he didn’t catch a pass on me.  But that was also back in the day when receivers were normal sized and just fast as hell – today where they are 6’3″ *and* fast-as-hell would be hard as heck to stop for a 5’11” fast-runner-but-not-great-jumper like me.

it was fun to watch these super amazing athlete’s compete on this video.  I think I would have like being a cornerback, to make it a mission-in-life to not let your man show you up or catch a pass.  The part that would suck is the 225-pound fullback steaming towards you during a 20 yard fun.

Fascinating to watch cornerback technique at combine

Was a lot of fun watching the game on TV knowing that a loved one was playing in the band

I have not been watching college football this year, since I don’t like that the NCAA and TV networks get rich through unpaid college kids who are suffering lifelong brain injuries while less than half of them graduate and they spend more time on the football field than the classroom (exploitation).  But I did watch the Pac 12 championship on Friday since daugther H is playing in the band.  Every time they showed a close up we would crane to see if we could see her, and it was fun.  

Was a lot of fun watching the game on TV knowing that a loved one was playing in the band

Kenny Easley — my favorite Seahawk and possibly my favorite football player of all time – nominated for the Hall of Fame

Growing up in a family of Seahawks fans in the 70s and 80s, there were three things I always looked forward to on Sundays: how many yards would Curt Warner rush for, how many receptions would Steve Largent have, and just watching Kenny Easley play. I loved Kenny Easley.  He was so fast and so smart and so good, and it seemed like he was always around the ball, and it was as much fun to watch him play in Seattle in the 80s as it was to watch Ken Griffey Jr. play centerfield in the 90s. So I am thrilled he was at last nomiated to the Hall of Fame.  Possibly the only other player I enjoyed watching play as much was John Elway, which is funny to think about since I was a Seahawks fan… If I could pick any NFL player to watch play again on any given Sunday, it would be Kenny Easley in the kingdome or John Elway in mile high stadium.  

Kenny Easley — my favorite Seahawk and possibly my favorite football player of all time – nominated for the Hall of Fame

Happy to see son R dressed in his college band uniform for the first time

It is game day.  All across the country college football players are dressing in their uniforms. But other types of players are dressing today too — for example, the band members (and cheerleaders, etc.).  Today son R appeared in his snappy band uniform. He is tall (6’1″) and lean, and looks sharp in his uniform.  I hate to say the word proud, but I am happy for him.  And I am excited for me.  I am as happy — in fact happier, since it is safer — if he were playing on the football team.  I was more of the jock, so always thought of sports from the player perspective, and it is fun to see the excitement from the band perspective, too.  For him, it is opening day as much as for the players.  

Happy to see son R dressed in his college band uniform for the first time

Some disturbing facts about college football

College football players are paid very little, over a third of them won’t graduate, only 1.6% of them will make any money playing pro football, all while damaging their brains in ways that won’t show for 8-10 years after they finish playing; 2/3rds of college football programs lose money. Players who are injured have to pay for their own medical care.

Some disturbing facts about college football

My grandpa’s lucky # was 28

My grandpa was born on August 12 outside of Liverpool England, before his family immigrated to Canada than the US during the 1920s. He was offered a football scholarship to USC (he proudly kept the letter) but turned it down to take a job as a boilermaker with the railroad. I learned from my parents today his lucky number was 28, since that was his football number and the age when he was married. His father fought for England in WW1 a d grandpa served the US Navy in WW2 and Korea.

My grandpa’s lucky # was 28

Read about Nick Saban in The System – I respect him, but I would not be him.

Nick Saban is highly respected in the football ranks, and I read about him a little bit in The System and other sources (Google Search)…  

He is known for his attention to detail – if a player is expected to put his hand on the line, he puts his hand on the line — period.  He highly values conditioning, and has four strength and training coaches at Alabama while having intense conditioning work outs.  He emphasizes that recdruiting starts with deciding who they should recruit, and has certain profiles he looks for.  He is highly engaged on the field, making the rounds, and expects perfection. He is not afraid to bawl out a coach for not expecting perfection from the players, which in turn keeps the coaches tuned into the players.  He is efficient, and has coaches down the ranks who scrutinize specific aspects of film looking for trends and schemes.  He also flat out understands football.  

I have fairly high energy and I like people who have high energy and good work ethic.  But I have always been 80-90% on detail, figuring that for most things 80-90% is good enough,// and I’ll compensate for the 10% with extra work effort.  In all honesty, I could not — and would not — want to be Nick Saban, to man the details so closely in a football game, to spend most of my life worrying about a football game.  I have a hard time taking life — and silly man-made details in life — that seriously, and enjoy a little more balance in life.  

But I do respect that in NIck Saban.  But then again, I am not sure that means he should be paid 5M a year.  No one should be paid 5M a year.  🙂

Read about Nick Saban in The System – I respect him, but I would not be him.