Water Under The Bridge

When I was growing up in Scotland I was never all that interested in soccer (we call it football - lol) or cricket; and, of course, TV was not in every household. In fact, TV (only one channel) came on in the early evening and finished around eleven. Besides, the Scottish weather was not all that great to go to a match; and the fans stood - no stadium seating there. Not my cup of tea.

I was in the States for many years before I began to understand football and baseball. and as the TV networks and channels began to proliferate football became pervasive. Without these broadcasts, I doubt that I would have acquired what I know about football and, yes, still learning.

It has become a ritual to check the sports pages for the games being broadcast and settle down to enjoy the games on a Sunday. Now that does not mean that I am a couch potato or a beer guzzler. There’s the Sunday paper to read; some household chores to be done (hmmmmmm not many - lol) and staying in touch with the world through the internet.

Now, apart from becoming a naturalized American citizen, I guess I have joined many in watching one of the popular American sporting events.