It's just a football game. Really. A sporting event held outside in the cruelest of Mother Nature's conditions. Men, who are in the finest of physical conditioning, will make buckets of money in a single game running around, running into each other, falling down and getting back up, only to repeat the same movements and plays over and over again. The crowd will roar with either approval, disappointment, disapproval or all three. Cheers and boos may be heard simultaneously. Copious amounts of beer, nachos, peanuts and hot dogs will be purchased and consumed.......and that is only in the stadium. Posh sky boxes will be filled with wealthy spectators dining on the finest of foods and alcoholic beverages while in relative comfort compared to the common masses seated on stadium benches, bundled up like Nanooks of the North.
There will be the hundreds, maybe thousands of home gatherings while the game plays on small screens, flat screens, computer screens, and mega screens in home theater rooms. Gallons of beverages of all types will be imbibed, tons of food eaten, and municipalities will feel the sewer effects of entire communities flushing toilets every time a commercial plays or half time occurs. Other football fanatics will travel to their favorite watering holes and watch the BIG game with fellow patrons crowded around television screens that would make home theater systems pale in comparison.
Yet others will ignore the game completely by napping, reading, cleaning, working, quilting or, my favorite......shopping. Yes, the football widows will have the last laugh, while cash registers ring continuously and car trunks fill up with shopping bags. No matter how the afternoon is spent, the economy will be the BIG winner as will the victorious team. All hail the power of football!
Here's to the BIG game. I wonder which food will be the most popular? Cheese or bear claws?
Ancora imparo
