Football is a waste of time. Let’s face it, football, like life itself, is about two and a half hours of pure shit. Two and a half hours where you and a group of other morons run back and forth to watch a ball get thrown and kicked around for a few hours. Two and a half hours of people complaining about their favorite football player being injured, or having a bad game, or not being able to control his temper and throw a chair. Two and a half hours where you and a group of other morons will try to outwit the other morons, to win some fucking useless points. Two and a half hours where you sit with your friends over a couple of beers, and you will try to justify your favorite football team with all of this bullshit that you have heard on TV. Football is a complete, utter, fucking waste of time. I could find something more fulfilling to do, right now. Like, I could get back into school and start reading those books. I bet I can finish about six books before next weekend is over. But you know what? I’m not going to do that. Instead, I am going to do something a lot more rewarding: watch football.