Almost time to let the big dogs out...

When I was in college, I remember one Friday morning I was sitting on the commode in the dorm bathroom hungover as all hell (actually there many of those) when I looked over at the stall wall and read something someone had scrawled just over the TP roll. It said "you cheer the sports of the winter season but you fall in love with the game".

An odd thing to see written on the shitter wall, I admit. But I had an idea who wrote it. There were a handful of huge baseball fans on my floor who would get all giddy when March started to roll around. And sure enough it was just about the beginning of spring at that time.

What the hell does this have to do with anything? Stay with me on this.

I like baseball a lot. I'm a big Mets fan but frankly for me the summer season is a time to go out and do things, not sit in front of my TV watching 162 games. Plus it's hard for me to sustain enthusiasm for a pennant race day in and day out for six months (especially if there's no way in hell my team has a chance to win it).

No siree, that little ditty I read that morning as I was moving the mail describes the exact opposite of how I feel.

Frankly, I LOVE pro football and when Labor Day weekend comes around I get pretty pumped for Sundays. I don't get involved in Fantasy Football leagues. I don't have patience for that shit. But as autumn is my favorite time of year to begin with, the NFL season to me is like Christmas once a week for seventeen weeks (minus the bye week). Having been a NY Giants fan for twenty-five years, I've seen elating wins and punishing defeats, but the overall feeling of the season is the same.

Next Friday, the 29th, is the day that all Giants players must report for training camp. And while half the names are unfamiliar, the scrimmages are meaningless and the best you can hope for is no stupid injuries, this time of year just barely whets your appetite for the four months that follow.

So if you're a regular reader of the old Ex-Donkey Blog, I'm giving you fair warning that we are heading into the time of year when I will be prone to rants both euphoric and bitter on the state of the NY Giants. If you're also a fan, I invite you to follow along the emotional roller-coaster with me. If not, then I ask your indulgence in dealing with this side obsession. I can be a pretty moody son of a bitch when things aren't going well for Big Blue.

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