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Not always a man's world...



I have been dying...and I do mean dying for football season to start. Why? Because I just absolutely LOVE Football!!! And no, not for the heavenly built men in spandex pants, although at times that doesn't hurt, but because i love the sounds of the audibles being called, the whistles being blown, and the crunching sounds of the pads when an amazing tackle has been made! All in all I love football for the game!

I have always amazed guys with my vast knowledge, understanding, and pure love for the sport. So much so that most don't think I know what I'm talking about until they get riled up and I just can't stop talking about it. So I'm used to being underestimated but this has only worsened as I continue to move out of my tom-boy faze and into a more womanly one. Guys she edgy haircut, big hoop earrings, and fitted clothes and assume that I have no desire to spend my Saturday yelling at a game that I only wish I could be at! Little do they know that I will throw on my dad's old practice jersey and not move from my spot on the couch until every football game has reached 0:00 on the play clock!! See what all of these young men fail to realize is that football is my veins..literally! My dad was some what of big deal here at Michigan back in the day! So much so that no other linebacker has come close to the records that he still holds. And oh yeah there is that small fact the he went to the NFL started his rookie year and went to the Superbowl..twice! (check out the picture. That would be my dad knocking the ball out of Charles White's hands causing the Phantom Touchdown!) And to top it all off my mother is one of the biggest football fans I know!! So I kind of had no choice in the matter!

I love this sport so much that I have become determined to do what everyone has deemed the impossible!! Work in college football!! In what aspect...to knock everybody's socks off I would love to be a coach!! Amazing I know! I probably don't come off as rough in your face type of gal! But please believe that if you drop my football one too many times, throw one too many interceptions, miss too many tackles, or don't cover your man you will be riding the BENCH!!

So it irks my nerves when I go into a book store flock to the football magazines and notice that the section is labeled Men's interest! Does that mean I'm not allowed!?
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