It’s that time of year again.
I got up at 5:00 AM this morning, started making sure all of my gear was ready for my bike ride in the hills, and then I heard the thunder. I pulled out my tablet and checked my weather app …
Uh Oh …
Nasty weather heading for us … which we knew of yesterday but were holding out hope that it would hold off long enough to allow us to get a ride in this morning. I wanted to get out there early … because today it is an important day … it is …
Opening Day for the NFL!
If you are not a football fan it is hard to explain the draw of this game. In years past I was adamant that on Sunday’s between 1:00 and 7:00 I was unavailable. The TV was on, whatever channel the Dolphins were playing on was on, and my ass was in front of the TV watching. Period. End of story.
The past two years this has changed some, especially last year. The training started becoming more important than watching the game I love. Part of this might be due to the fact that my beloved Dolphins are not a good team, and have not been since Marino left in 1999 (an argument could be made that they weren’t that good when he was here either, but that HE made the team better), and part might be me becoming aware of the damage I was causing myself by sitting and watching vs. moving and doing. A little of both, plus the enjoyment of the company each Sunday helps also.
My teammates don’t understand my pull to football. I have tried to educate them, but when I try to explain the game to Jenny, to explain the excitement of watching it, a glaze comes over her eyes. She can now explain a few facts, important ones like the fact that the only undefeated season was accomplished my Miami, that Don Shula is the winningest coach in NFL History, that the Packers won the first two Super Bowls, but after that she is unaware of the thrill. She has also come to understand that it is not the New York Jets, but the F*&^king Jets. It is their official name, along with the Dallas Cowgirls.
My Dad was not a football fan. He was NASCAR all the way, so it amazing my bothers and I became such fans of the game. We are all like football encyclopedia’s. The first game I vividly recall watching was Super Bowl VII when the Dolphins beat the Redskins after the undefeated season. I remember the 70’s well; the No Name defense in Miami, the Purple People Eaters in Minnesota, the Steel Curtain in Pittsburgh, the Orange Crush in Denver, the Doomsday in Dallas, the Grits Blitz in Atlanta. I watched LIVE Walter Payton, Larry Csonka, Fran Tarkenton, Too Tall Jones, Jack Hamm, Jack Lambert, Dick Butkis. I have history in this game, and great memories.
So, a rain out of training today is upsetting. We have only 20 days until race day and cannot afford these rain outs. But it IS opening day, and the Dolphins are on at 1:00. They will get their butts kicked, but I will be watching with my son, and getting to explain the game to him. Although he is a Steelers fan, we can enjoy this together.
So, not a total loss ….