Seasons Of The Year

An average household celebrates 4 seasons a year; winter, spring, summer, and fall. They look forward to spring break with the kids, summer vacations, birthdays, Thanksgiving and Christmas. They live for the moment and savor the memories. I am describing your household, and now I will describe mine.

We celebrate 3 seasons; football, baseball, and basketball. There is no spring break here. Vacation time is like pulling teeth, since there is only 2 days a year with out some type sporting event that fills our time. Birthdays are celebrated after the game and of coarse, Thanksgiving and Christmas we all share the football experience. We live for the moment of the score and savor the memory through ESPN over and over and over. If you are lucky and have Direct Tv, then you can relive the play until eternity. Lets take a look at each season.

Football season, OMG. This is a big one. NFL draft is like the Oscars at our house. Its a party to see who gets who and then who trades for who. This is important so we can get a better understanding of the strength and weaknesses of each team. We usually have our 2 teams picked for the Superbowl before preseason is over. Although NFL is a major sport and on every channel you serf through, its college football that is the pride in our house. We follow high school players into college and hopefully into NFL. I came from the very same city where Friday Night Lights was written about and where football is a religion not a sport. A mixed marriage is not white/black but Permian High/Odessa High or even worse Permian High/Midland Lee. You know it's different when you have to go to a scalper to buy your high school football tickets.

Basketball season, oh yeah baby. Before football season is over, basketball season starts. I have to say, my husband is completely worthless at this point. He eats, drinks,and sleeps ball. I relive the games through mumbled gibberish all though the night. He sleeps with the remote and changes channels all through the night and when he looses the remote in the bed, the lights come on and we have to get out of bed and look for the darn thing. We have tv's in every room and they are all on the games. That is just in case he is walking to the bathroom he doesn't miss anything. We have had three tv's in one room before because there was 3 games on at the same time. We all have brackets going and compete against each other for the winner. Then we get to that time a year when the husband is comatose. March madness. There is no reason for chores or anything else. That is due to the fact that nothing will get done so why even ask.

Baseball season, who has the ball. I am glad to admit this seems to be the least favorite of the seasons, so we are able to leave the house a few times a year. We have been able to go on vacations when our teams are playing so bad that it becomes painful to watch. Still we make time for the world series. I just root for the underdog.

Okay, so maybe our house isn't exactly normal. But it works for us. Hope you enjoyed the tale. Till next time.