Watching Football By Myself

Watching football by myself is less fun, mainly because I feel less superior.

When Drew is here, we will watch a kickoff return, and Drew will say “clip,” then the ref will throw the flag a second after and announce the penalty a few seconds after that (“clipping’), and we will go, “pfff, duh,” and I get to own the knowledge too.

Without Drew, I watch the play (keeping my eye on the ball because that’s the best I can do), am surprised by the flag, hear the ref announce the penalty (“clipping”), then wish they would replay the clip. They don’t. Then I wonder whether I should just pick up my book.