Opening Day of Pro Football

Here it is, the day that I've anxiously anticipated for the past 20 years of my life, opening Sunday of the NFL season.  And for some reason I just find myself less than excited this year.  I'm not even playing fantasy football this year.  That could be for the best.  I've found that for the past few years my desire for my fantasy players to succeed has superseded my desire for the Eagles to win.  It's probably best for me to just focus my football energy on one team, once a week.  This way I won't have to worry about all of these other players on other teams, and how they'll perform on Sundays.  Still, I'm feeling a significant void where I usually have an abundance of excitement.  Hopefully that void will fill up soon after kickoff and I can return to form. 

Now would probably be a good time to make a prediction for the season.  I'm pretty terrible with predictions, whether it's picking a winner or a final score.  The closest I ever came to picking a final score was that Penn State vs. LSU bowl game a few years ago in that disgusting, torn up field in Orlando; worst football field conditions I have ever seen, and even then I was still one point off.  I'll just say this: Andy Reid has never gone 4-0 in the preseason, and Andy Reid has never won a Superbowl.  Not the most sound logic, but he's been at this for quite some time, and it would be nice if he could finally bring home a Lombardi trophy.  Sure there are teams out there with more talent and ability, but I hope that the birds can just put it all together at the right time and make a run in December and January.  It would make sense too, being that I'm most likely moving abroad, that they would put it all together and finally win that first, elusive Superbowl when I'm not even in town to see it. 

Bottom line, I just want to get back to that point where I just enjoy watching football.  No money or pride from fantasy is on the line, and anything that the birds do will exceed expectations because I have none.  I just hope that for three hours a week I can get back to forgetting about all of the other bullshit that the week will bring and once again enjoy the bliss of watching football.  Go Eagles.