Generally I don’t watch the game. Neither the pro game or the college game. But I love people that watch the game. I’ll watch the game with those people and enjoy it a whole lot.
But left to myself, I generally don’t.
Though last summer I did get into watching the game by myself, if the Tour de France can be considered the game, which it can.
But yesterday, for whatever reason, I wanted to watch the game, I didn’t give a hoot which one, and I opened up the app on my television and there was a game, mostly finished but there were still 15 minutes remaining, which was an hour.
And so I watched the game, entirely irrelevant to me, no bearing whatsoever on my tomorrow. While watching the game, I offered advice to the players. And commentary to my fellow watchers.
It was like eating a lasagna: cozy, yummy, not exactly nutritious, but enjoyable nonetheless.
I enjoyed it.
And I plan to do it again
next year.