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Pigskin, Gridiron, 1st downs, silly superstitions. Ah yes. Football is back ladies and gentlemen. I’ve been a fan of football since 2001. Before then, it just got in the way of my Sunday tv lineup, but I was converted and I’ve been a fan ever since. I’ve lived in Georgia most of my life, but the falcons have never really tickled my fancy; I am a New Orleans Saint’s fan. As you could imagine, most of the people I know hate me come football season and that’s fine by me because football puts me in a great mood (Except, I tend to have a sailors mouth when I watch my team play.) Twice every fall, I have the opportunity to watch a Saints vs. Falcons game and I talk all the shit I can muster. In my opinion, Falcons fans are the sorest of losers and winners. After a win, I gloat for an hour or so and let it go. They go on about it until another rival game. I love these games regardless of the outcome though, they promise to fulfill everything great about football: a good game and shit talking.
Aside from the Saints, I enjoy seeing the Bears, Giants, Colts, and Peyton Manning be great (except when they play the Saints) and on the other end I despise the Cowboys, the Patriots, and the Steelers with almost as much fervent passion as I do the Falcons. Now I can’t recall entirely how I came to hate the Cowboys, but I’ve never been a big fan or the Steeler, or the Patriots even when I wasn’t a football fan. I respect the legacies of great football they’ve had though. I can always respect a good football team.
This year, is my first year participating in Fantasy Football which I’m thoroughly enjoying (except, I missed my draft time). I did pretty ok my first week and I’m looking forward to seeing how this season goes for me… it would be easier if my stupid app would let me log in! Regardless, my nails are black and gold, football is back, fall is upon us, and I am one happy Saints fan because we won the season opener against the birds. #WHODAT