Savannah wrote:I like football. High school football was fun because I actually knew the players, college = sure, whatever . . . and I watched a couple of Packers seasons (and not just because it was an excellent excuse to eat bacon and drink beer at 10am with friends, although that was certainly delightful). But if there was a game--or any show--I wanted to watch that fell during Burn week I would record the game and rest assured that by the time I got home, I could easily catch a several-day-old game without spoilers.
Coming back to society three days after a game is not the danger zone of spoilage. It's not like the morning after, when you have to avoid the news cycle, or the first few hours after a game, especially in town, when someone is likely to walk up to you on the street and say "Did you see the Wolverines' winning touchdown? Smith's pants fell down! It was awesome."
Never got into college ball, but I'm an obsessed Jets fan.
There's nothing rational about it except that my best memories of it are associated with my father. He started taking me to games when I was 6. I ran a 50+ person tailgate for 10 years. Even my brother never got into it much. It was always daddy-daughter time and as he was/is a workaholic, having several hours of him just to myself was always a big deal. You don't attend that many games without developing some sense of love toward the game and the team.
I'm even taking a night out of my busy prep schedule to go to a VIP reception at the stadium during a practice in two weeks. I can take a guest if any NYC area burners want to go. Missing the preseason game on the 26th is going to hurt.