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loudTopic: Sports
Once again, I've gained insight from the Rod Ryan Morning Show (104.1, The Rock of New Orleans). On my way to work Friday, they were discussing an article written by "Married Jake" of Glamour Magazine, entitled "Five Types of Women Who Aren't as Attractive as They Think."
Hmph.
According to the article, these five types of women are: 1. Women who are always dancing on the bar, 2. Women who are just one of the guys (even though they're not), 3. Drunken Seductress, 4. The Braggart, 5. Neg ladies (as in negative).
Type two struck me extra hard that Friday morning as I had plans to attend the first preseason football game that night in New Orleans—The Saints vs. The Bengals.
As most of you have come to know, this girl doesn't do football. In the south, that's sacreligious. Well then call me the antichrist, because I just don't get it. I'm a basketball chick and I will be until the day I die; basketball is a shorter game with much more action—way more entertaining. Now, that's not to say that I don't enjoy LSU football or seeing a pro game live in the stadium.
Friday night was my first time in the notorious Superdome. Although I'm not from New Orleans, nor am I a big fan of the city in general, I couldn't help but be excited to step inside a place so many locals respect—a place to worship their favorite football team, a place that served as home to thousands during Hurricane Katrina.
Getting back to the article, Rod was saying this type—the girls who act like one of the guys—particularly gets on his nerves because it's so easy to detect and then see through. I took a mental note of this once we got to our seats and the game began.
Why I needed to take note is beyond me, because I learned I'm just way too feminine to even fake that I'm into football. I will clap when the team I like scores, when there is an appropriate interception, etc. I will laugh at the Kiss Cam, drink beer, eat a hot dog, and wear the right team colors, but that's as good as it gets.
In the end, I did have a good time. Whether I enjoy football or not, seeing anything live for me is fun and exciting—I like the hype, I like watching the fans, and I like cheering on my team, even though I may not understand all the rules.
When it comes to dating, I think the same idea applies: we may not know all the rules or the appropriate moves of the game, but there's still someone out there that will appreciate us for who we are. Ok, so I'm not into football, but I'll watch a few games and enjoy myself. So hopefully, I can find a man who doesn't mind that I like hockey and basketball instead.
For the locals, it's the most wonderful time of the year. As one of my friends said to me as we waited in line for hot dogs, "Do you know what this means?," he asked. "It means it's here. Football season is actually here."
It is indeed. For the time being (and in respect for the home team who won Friday night), I'll give this a shot: GO SAINTS!
