Baseball, I Miss You

This past month has made me realize something; well actually, two things.

I hate cold weather and I love baseball more than any sport in the world.

I was expecting to find myself focused on the Eagles failure of a franchise and to have baseball be a mere afterthought...but the exact opposite has happened.

I could seriously care less about football right now. Maybe that's because it's been a painful 11 games for the, until recently, playoff-bound Eagles. Maybe it's because the league is being DOMINATED by my most hated team in the league, the New York Giants. Maybe it's because Michael Vick isn't in the league anymore. Maybe it's because I'm getting my ass handed to me in 4/5 of my fantasy leagues...I just don't know. The fact is, lately, I find my Sundays focused more around seeing how much FIFA 09 (filthy game by the way...) I can fit in and watching Colbert re-runs than around football. I mean I flip back and forth and watch parts of games, but just not with the same intensity I did last year.

Don't worry, I'm not going to stop writing about it, I know you guys love hearing my rants of stupidity too much to stop that. I watch it every Sunday and I don't plan on keeping my opinions to myself...

Actually I think I figured out what happened. I think my whole season ended two weeks ago when I was sitting in the Bengals stadium, looking into the sky and asking god how we just tied a team who's best receiver has a pony tail so long that it rivals my 12 year old cousin's. Part of me died that week knowing that McNabb was not going to be our quarterback next season and that our team was entering a dark hole. That part of me will hopefully come back next fall, but until then...my life is baseball.