You have to be a real sicko to be intently watching a 3rd quarter of any NFL preseason game. Panel van and untidy moustache type of sicko. Watches Schindler’s List on Christmas Eve type of sicko. Yet, there I sat last night, glued to my TV, taking detailed notes of every play from the Packers 20-10 win over the New Orleans Saints preseason squad. And, I loved every damn minute of it. Don’t judge. I love the preseason. I love the hopefulness that surrounds it. I love the new car smell of the games. I love the vets on the sidelines acting like they are at their first college kegger.
The Juxtaposition of the Modern NFL
