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The NFL lockout is ending. Which is great. I guess.

My Dad and I watching the Dolphins spank the Panthers in Charlotte. That was a good day. And one of the best birthday presents I ever bought him… Definitely the only one that he remembers.

The hateful anarchist in me loathes the fact that the NFL lockout is ending.

There. I said it.

I’ll admit it. What? What are you going to do about it? Think you can take me on, punk?

Yes, I have friends and family who work directly with NFL. Yes, I care about the economies of cities like Charlotte. Yes, I do want to ensure that my old friend, Armanti Edwards has a job. And yes, I’m glad my father has another opportunity to hope and believe in those Dolphins. However masochistic that hope might be.

But I would be lying if I didn’t say a tiny sliver of evil within my soul is slightly disappointed.

And I’m treating you, Soxies, as my confessional. Because you won’t tell my father. And he doesn’t read the internet.

See, without football, perhaps people would appreciate understated American gems. Gems like HOCKEY. Just think. Without Tom Brady wrestling against the Ronnie Browns of this world, how much time would we have to prepare and appreciate hockey and baseball? And the news stories that would come out of a lockdown. I’ll admit it. I selfishly want to see a press conference with a teary-eyed Tom Brady talking about how he’ll just have to move on. Oh, what to do with only bazillions of dollars instead of bazillions and bazillions of dollars! How will they all survive? Oh how?!

And how cool would it be to have a rebel crew come forward. Of mismatched and older football players with a dream. Scrambling together to do the impossible. Bring a nation hope again with turf wrestling. It would be like a movie. Is that a movie? I don’t know. It should be a movie. I’ll be in it. I could be the linebacker. See, I was a linebacker in high school powderpuff. I got slapped in the face. True story.

AND without football, people will be forced to talk to each other at Thanksgiving. Just think! Real conversations. With real adults. About things like the weather. And life. And dreams and goals and stuff. Maybe without football, some people in my Dolphins-obsessed-clan would actually have dreams and goals and stuff. And time. Glorious time!

Please don’t read this, Aunt Sally. I love you. :)

Experts, experts here, experts everywhere, really, have never been worried. Our sports director hasn’t taken this lockout talk seriously from the get-go (what does get-go mean, anyway?). I have been cautiously indifferent.

But now that it’s come to fruition, this complete and utter lack of revolution, it’s kind of boring, right? I mean, the same thing is going to happen this fall that happens every fall. The same pig skin smell. The same, the same, the same.

I tried football. And, undoubtedly, I’ll try it again. I will. I lived in Charlotte. And I tried so, so, so hard to like the Panthers. But they kept losing! I have never seen them win a game. And I was so bandwagony. I mean, I grew up with the Dolphins. I felt like I was… cheating? Using my new location as a convenient excuse. It felt… wrong. And seriously, I’m like the Panthers’ kiss of death. Even that season when they were good? Every time I watched a game: They lost. My friends in Charlotte stopped inviting me to games. Really.

And Jake Delhomme is such a nice guy. I met him a few times through my job and he is so nice. So, when people start talking about how terrible he is, when he gets ousted, I kind of get depressed, thinking about how this nice guy has no job. I’m not supposed to feel that way. I’m supposed to be okay with it. Like how okay I would be if John Lackey were deported to Anaheim. But, it was different, see. I think it’s because… um… I like the players as people more than I like football? Yuck! What’s wrong with me?????

And the team of my people, the Dolphins. I’ve been trying for 27 years. I like going to games. But I get confused. And football people do NOT like answering questions. Especially when they know you’ve been watching for 27 years and should know what a red zone is. It gets confusing, Nick! It gets confusing! And it’s hard to pay attention when there are so many neat coffee table books at Grandma’s house!!!!

When ASU beat Michigan and I worked in radio, I got a crash course. I was forced to blog about it, all through another National Championship. I produced specials. I was on the radio talking about football. Yes. I was. Someone actually paid me money to do that. I was told I was hilarious. But I was under the impression I was being factual. Apparently my “appearance of naivete is hilarious” and it’s just so witty how I “dumb it down.” Your face is dumbed down. Apparently I was good at it. The hilarious thing. See, but I was not trying to be hilarious. Not. At. All.

Anyway, once again, I’ll try to keep up. I’ll try to be part of the football club. And I will fail. Ohsoohso miserably. And, since I have this sportserrific blog, the failure will likely be public.
That’s what kills me, really. I try. I try soooooooooo hard to like football. Because I like sports. I love sports. I love the idea of watching football. I try and I try and I try and I try. And I fail. Every. Single. Time.

But, yay, Armanti. I’m glad you have a job. I hope you are better at it this year. I’m not sure why you weren’t good at it last year. I thought you ran remarkably well. Just like I told you in that e-mail. I thought you looked like a superstar.

And Anthony, I’m glad you still have a job in marketing. I don’t want you to be homeless and living on my couch.

And Dad, I’m glad that the Miami Dolphins have… um… a chance. They have a chance, right?

And Sally, I’m glad you will be able to utilize those tickets. And I know I always say I will come down and go to a game with you. And I know I always don’t because when I do come down there’s that beach. And the Keys. And the beach naps. But I will. Maybe. This year.

And America, I’m glad that your favorite sport isn’t in dire straights (<- that’s a band!).

And football, I will try to understand you better.

But I’m sorry, America. I will never, ever, ever accept Tom Brady’s hair. And you can’t make me. The Dolphins may confuse me. They may make up rules as they go along to try to confuse me further. But they are, and always will be my home team. And I know I’m not supposed to like you, Tom Brady.

See how hard I try? You can’t tell in this photo, but I’m wearing a Dolphins’ t-shirt. AND I made a Dolphins headband. Yeah. That’s trying.

~L

Football is kind of funny. Because my family is divided into two factions. There’s the Miami branch. And there’s the New England branch.

Makes for some interesting dinners. Let me tell you.

Will you guys still like me if I ever get savvy enough to intellectually like the Dolphins and not just like them because I’m supposed to?

Okay, seriously, guys. If my family reads this, I will be murdered. Hey… this will be a good test of my nobody in my family reads my blog theory…

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  1. JW
    July 25, 2011 at 11:52 am

    Bravo…for those of us who see the NFL for the knuckle-dragging exercise in feeding short attention spans which it really is…this is perfect!

  2. July 25, 2011 at 1:07 pm

    In my perfect world the NHL, NBA and NFL would all be locked out so that would mean more money for the MLB.

    Living in Canada I can’t tell you how great the NHL lock out was a few years ago. Trying to catch the Jays highlites on Sportscentre is brutal because they spend the first 20 minutes talking about how great the Maple Leafs are.

    http://bluejaysnest.mlblogs.com/

  3. July 25, 2011 at 2:06 pm

    Nice post. I couldn’t agree more with you on wanting the lockout to last longer. I was really hoping they’d miss some games, so people would jump to other sports. I love football, but am really annoyed with how “important” it has become to people. I wish they lost some fans, but that didn’t and won’t happen anytime soon… I’ve told myself I won’t be buying any NFL products since they make too much anyways. Join me on that boycott front!

  4. FireDannyAinge
    July 25, 2011 at 5:46 pm

    I am all for no football (I mean no you Tom Brady) but I need my hockey.

  5. July 26, 2011 at 11:24 am

    I refuse to comment in full on the grounds it may get me banned from WordPress but I will write this…I have already made a personal committment to carve out a big piece of Fall and Winter for the NHL…while the NFL is going on. I am really, really, really going to try to follow the NHL intensely from start to finish this season…while the NFL is going on. Hockey is a great sport and I find myself enjoying it more and more each year.

  6. July 26, 2011 at 12:56 pm

    I’m with you. I didn’t want the lockout to end. I wanted a year without football. But seriously…is there ANYBODY who seriously thought that they wouldn’t get it figured out before the season started? Any fool can strike during the OFF SEASON! Blah.

    If I were king of the world, no sport would be allowed to overlap baseball. April through October. Baseball only. Everything else can share November through March. Okay. I guess they can have the summer Olympics, since that only comes every four years. But that’s it. BASEBALL!!!!!

    Okay. I’m done. Thank you.

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