One of the most annoying parts of being a grown-up is that pretty much no matter what, there is always something you should be doing. Taxes, sweeping the floors, getting your oil changed, working out, grocery shopping, cleaning the bathroom, going to a million different kinds of doctors and dentist (my car only needs one kind of mechanic, why do the bones in my mouth need their own separate kind of doctor that needs a separate kind of insurance!?!?). But sometimes, just sometimes, a day arrives when the stars align and you can park yourself in front of the TV and watch a virtual cornucopia of meaningful sporting events, all in one day.
"why do the bones in my mouth need their own separate kind of doctor..." a question so completely unexpected that it stops you cold. And then the sheer profundity of it hits you and you find yourself thinking, "yeah, why the hell is that?" I'll get to my ideal sports situation in a minute, I just have to pull myself back from the existential chasm you opened in front of me. Okay, my fantasy would be the Packers followed by a Dodger playoff game, but since they never schedule baseball and football on the same day, I'd have to say the final Sunday of any Masters or the final day of the Ryder Cup at Whistling Straits, not only because it's a tournament that means so much to the players for both teams (and one of the only times they play as teammates) but because it's a course I got to play, so I could relive the round I had as I watched.
The worst/best experience is NFL Redzone. Cutting back and forth between every NFL game, when scoring happens or is about to. 6 to 7 hours until all is numb. Brain, body, and expecially butt. I think I would rather watch a 20 year old game that looks like it was shot through vaseline.
Funny thing for me is that I often prefer to DVR a game so I can fast forward through the commercials and other stoppages of play. I must confess that I sometimes check the score on my phone before putting myself through the rigors of actually watching "my" teams play. The other benefit of the DVR is watching great victories over and over and over and over again.
"why do the bones in my mouth need their own separate kind of doctor..." a question so completely unexpected that it stops you cold. And then the sheer profundity of it hits you and you find yourself thinking, "yeah, why the hell is that?" I'll get to my ideal sports situation in a minute, I just have to pull myself back from the existential chasm you opened in front of me. Okay, my fantasy would be the Packers followed by a Dodger playoff game, but since they never schedule baseball and football on the same day, I'd have to say the final Sunday of any Masters or the final day of the Ryder Cup at Whistling Straits, not only because it's a tournament that means so much to the players for both teams (and one of the only times they play as teammates) but because it's a course I got to play, so I could relive the round I had as I watched.
Haha that 4:59 work email is relatable! You know my equivalent to this has to be all day beauty video marathons.
The worst/best experience is NFL Redzone. Cutting back and forth between every NFL game, when scoring happens or is about to. 6 to 7 hours until all is numb. Brain, body, and expecially butt. I think I would rather watch a 20 year old game that looks like it was shot through vaseline.
Funny thing for me is that I often prefer to DVR a game so I can fast forward through the commercials and other stoppages of play. I must confess that I sometimes check the score on my phone before putting myself through the rigors of actually watching "my" teams play. The other benefit of the DVR is watching great victories over and over and over and over again.