If you don’t know anything about me … let me tell you now that I am a big football fan. HUGE. I’m a football girl through and through.
I get depressed at the end of the season. I am unreasonably happy when football season rolls around. I LOVE football. I can happily sit and watch football from 12 PM – 12 AM on Saturdays. And eagerly wait for the 1 PM kickoffs on Sundays. When I grow up I want to be able to afford the NFL channel.
… How my teams do affects my mood.
You should all know as well that I am a proud Buckeye. [Even though we ended the season on a HORRIBLE note.] If you know nothing about sports, let me tell you, The Ohio State University was on our way to the national championship. But we lost the Big Ten Championship to MSU (a team I normally like. I mean, Spartans! Whoo! … At least the Spartans won the Rose Bowl.) But the Bucks just played in, and lost the Orange Bowl to … Clemson. [Which I guess maybe fate wanted it that way? What with Clemson being orange and hello Orange Bowl and their first appearance to a BCS bowl and this being the last year...] But I don’t care. Because a) I wanted the win b) everyone loves to hate on OSU and we had to prove them wrong. Only… we proved them right.]
So it makes me sad, and sulky, and grumpy, and not want to do a damn thing. So there you have it. Expect posts, but when I get to them.
I might also ‘break” one of my own “rules” – and you know what? I think I’ll make the 3rd ALBTALBS Blogiversary Grand Prize tie into SMSG13 somehow. Because I can. [And as far as I can recall at 12:22 AM and in grumpy+ mode... it's not illegal.]