You have no idea how many tries it took to come up with that GIRLS thing. Geez. It's been a long, crappy day in Upstate New York, so pardon me if I'm not at my prime.
So here's the thing. I mean it when I say I like sports. Specifically, baseball, football, basketball, hockey, soccer.... okay I think you get the point. MORE specifically, I am a rabid BoSox fan and I enjoy a Patriots game or two. What? I live in NY, I'm a girl, now you're whole world is crumbling down around you... how can this all be?!?!
Okay, so I was raised by a fairly competitive woman who, as she reads this, is saying "Moi? Competitive? I don't know what you mean...". But she is, and as a result I HATED competition when I was in my formative years. You know, had to do the opposite of my parents. Teen Angst. All that Psych 101 bullshit.
Last year one of my friends (YES, YOU Sarah) taught me about football when she came to my house. We watched an entire New England Patriots game, and by the second half of the game, I was cheering at all the right times, and looking frustrated at all the right times too. She seemed pleased with this situation, and I was just damn impressed that I had sat through an ENTIRE football game. I hadn't done that since high school, when I was in marching band. Oh, boy. I just admitted to you that I was a band geek. Crap.
Shortly after this, say in the spring, Sarah was also responsible for my enjoyment of the Red Sox. I lived in Boston for a few years, even lived within three blocks of Fenway. Never ONCE did I go to a game. I'm now kicking myself for that, since my new goal is to shell out $300 for dugout seats. But I will do it, mark my words.
It's funny to me when people are surprised that I like baseball or football. I realize that being a fan is known as a "guy" thing, but the fact is, I find it really enjoyable. I don't have the ability to rattle off stats the way men can, but the minute Dustin Pedroia steps up to the plate, I know who it is even before I've seen his face, just based on the way he holds the bat. I know all of the routines the batters go through during each at bat. I know that Kevin Youkilis plays first base really well, but that whenever Mike Lowell is on the DL he can switch to third and he's great there, too. I know that Jason Varitek is the best catcher ever, and a very bright team captain. And I know that Jonathon Papelbon is a force to be reckoned with.
I love talking Red Sox with anyone willing to listen. Problem is, I live in New York. Not too many fans around here. Not only that, but you can't find a game on tv unless it happens to be on TBS, or ESPN. Or it's Postseason and they're in the championship. Speaking of which, I really REALLY hope they come up with a new motto next year. If I had heard "There's only one October" one more time I would have to hurt someone. It's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
Watching them NOT win the ALCS was painful. Really painful. Here's the difference between men and women. I wanted to cry, but was worried my hubby would mock me ceaselessly. Now that I've opened it up to the public, of course, I am open to your ridicule as well. Damn. Why do I keep doing that?!?
Anyway, long story short, I LIKE SPORTS. And I'm planning on teaching non-sports fans about the joys of baseball. Watch out, men in sports bars around the country. Women are hanging out there, too, and we don't want to get hit on, we just want to watch the damn game.
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