OBSESSION OF THE WEEK
There's a little extra pep in my step these days. Why, you ask? Pep is overrated, you say? Au contraire, mon frére. You see, Thursday marks the beginning of the NFL season, meaning my TV viewing schedule is about to progress from massive to flat-out ridiculous. Especially now that I've got my fancy-schmancy HDTV set, I'll be watching even more football than ever before. (Raiders vs. Falcons? Bring it on!) The opening game is a doozy: Colts vs. Saints. Those teams could conceivably put up 100 points combined. Of course, as much as I love football season, it always brings me more heartache, as my beloved Redskins crumble year after year. (I guess that's what you get for having a racially insensitive team name.) But until they start losing week in and week out, I will keep that pep in my step, and step right on over to the florist to buy my wife some flowers as a preemptive strike of sorts to make up for all the TV-directed cheering and cursing that is likely to enter our household over the next few months.
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