Blast from the Past
When I was in grade school, we watched the St. Louis Rams games every weekend. I really started getting interested the year the Rams went to and won the Superbowl. That may sound a little fair-weather or something similar--I don't know what to call it--but ever since, the Rams have been my team. Last year, I caught a couple games at the end of the season, both of which they won (I think. I can't remember). Three weeks ago, I went to the SUB for dinner on a really, really busy Sunday, and after seeing the Rams rock it up (and then lose), I decided I had to start watching the games again. Even if the Rams lose every week, watching these games just makes my day. It makes my week.
Unfortunately, I don't know anyone here who likes the Rams. The past few seasons have been pretty bad for them, so I think a lot of people have stopped caring. When a city's team is going to the Super Bowl or the World Series or whatever else, I think most people get pretty pumped. When the Rams were big When the Cardinals were in the World Series two years ago, I was kind of into it. I was pretty excited when they won. But I was only really into baseball for a few months in third grade. I took a three-year hiatus from sports, and then I found football. I've been a football woman since sixth grade. I've been a Rams woman since sixth grade.
So understandably, now, when the Rams are pretty much rocking this game against the Dallas Cowboys, I'm experiencing a bit of frustration. Because nobody cares. When I watch football, I'm a yeller. I get into it. I want to talk to people about the game. And I can't. Because nobody cares.
But (and yes, I'm sublimating my football needs by writing about it in my LiveJournal) THIS GAME IS FREAKING AWESOME.
Unfortunately, I don't know anyone here who likes the Rams. The past few seasons have been pretty bad for them, so I think a lot of people have stopped caring. When a city's team is going to the Super Bowl or the World Series or whatever else, I think most people get pretty pumped. When the Rams were big When the Cardinals were in the World Series two years ago, I was kind of into it. I was pretty excited when they won. But I was only really into baseball for a few months in third grade. I took a three-year hiatus from sports, and then I found football. I've been a football woman since sixth grade. I've been a Rams woman since sixth grade.
So understandably, now, when the Rams are pretty much rocking this game against the Dallas Cowboys, I'm experiencing a bit of frustration. Because nobody cares. When I watch football, I'm a yeller. I get into it. I want to talk to people about the game. And I can't. Because nobody cares.
But (and yes, I'm sublimating my football needs by writing about it in my LiveJournal) THIS GAME IS FREAKING AWESOME.