The good news? It’s October. My favorite month of the year.
The bad news? By the time we wake up Saturday morning, the high school football regular season will be 60 percent over.
I love football best when everybody is playing. All the high schools. All the colleges. All the pros. Everybody.
We have four more weeks of that. Four weeks. Don’t ever tell me the football season is too long. It’s a blink.
And, as Ms. Raitt once said, “Life gets mighty precious when there’s less of it to waste.”
I admit it. I love tweaking NFL haters. Anything that pisses them off makes me happy. They have invented false reasons to hate the league, because they love portraying themselves as persecuted victims. They have been insufferably prissy about it. I hate prissy.
So gag on this, haters. The Shield has never looked better. The NFL is in great shape, and is set up for unprecedented success for at least the next decade.
That was evident last night in Cincinnati. A Thursday night game between the low-profile Bengals and the bottom-feeding Jaguars. And it was great. It had it all. Cincy came back from a 14-0 halftime deficit to win 24-21 on a 36-yard FG as time expired.
It’s a quarterback-driven sport. And we got a glimpse of the future. Joe Burrow has budding superstar written all over him. (Did you see his last TD throw to Uzomah? Holy crap!)
Yes, Trevor Lawrence has struggled, but there is no doubt about his talent. Sunshine will be just fine.
Those two guys will go at it for years. As will Patrick Mahomes and Justin Herbert. How good was THAT last Sunday?
NFL haters? I’ll take a knee for you, losers.