It’s Monday night.

All day long I’ve looked forward to Monday night football.  All Day.

And then after my work was finished for the day, I looked up who was playing.  The Jets and the Falcons??  What kind of game is THAT?  Especially for a Monday night??

Where and how did I suddenly become so obsessed with football.  I don’t even recognize myself.  Who is this person?  Used to, I’d watch the last 5 minutes of a game, only if it was REALLY close.  But other than that, I never gave it any attention.

Here I am this year……looking at stats??  Point spreads???  Injury reports??  After game commentary??

My crew looks at me like I’m insane.  And I think that I may be.

I think my new-found passion for pigskin is that the Kansas City Chiefs–the only pro-football game I’ve been to (when they were doing really poorly) are 5-0 so far this season.  So maybe in the midst of these crazed (crazy) Redskin and Cowboy and Eagles fans, I can be the oddball and cheer for MY Kansas City Chiefs!  And watch them surprise EVERYONE!

I want a Chief’s jersey.  I want a Chief’s hat.  There’s not much market for such things on the East Coast of VA, but I want one none-the-less.  I want to grill out hotdogs and make nachos and WATCH FOOTBALL.

(Disclaimer:  This does not mean I am giving up my nerd or geek card, I still read my study books during the commercials and the Time Outs)